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Cliff is my dad.  He says some things that you only hear from him.  Things that make you laugh, but eventually come to be expected in certain situations.  For example:

We're eating a family dinner and mom makes her patented yeast rolls.  Heavenly, they are.  As dad takes his first bite, he smiles really big and then says, "That's better than cake."


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My dear husband Kevin is another person whose language prevents me from sharing most of his isms.  There are a few that are safe for the public, though.  For example, if he's trying to make the point that something is outdated, he uses the year "Nineteen Dickety Two."

"We really need to get an air conditioner that wasn't installed in Nineteen Dickety Two!"