Dear Readers,
Are you puzzled by some of the things going on?
Would you like to know what happened earlier?
Would you like to reread some of your favorite posts?
If so, welcome to Memories Monday!!!!!!
Every Monday, you can read an old post from Meet the
McDonalds, starting from the beginning.
Later on in the week, you can read Charlie’s latest
entry. Something is always happening and Charlie always has something to say about it.
To get started, here is the introduction, even though it isn’t
Monday
Meet the McDonalds
Soon to Be America’s
Favorite Fictional Family
A new genre?
I got tired of submitting stories, waiting to hear from the
publishers, and then being rejected.
I’ve written several stories about the McDonalds, a typical small
college town family. I wondered what
they (particularly Charlotte, the mom) would have to say in a blog.
So Charlotte will be blogging about the McDonalds (with my
help, of course).
Here they are:
Charlotte (known to everyone as Charlie): a former English
major who hadn’t wanted to teach (or, as she herself would admit, do much else
besides get married and have children).
She works in the college library and still loves to read. She is a devout Episcopalian; this started in college as rebellion against
her Unitarian parents, but she is, as she would say, “really into it.”
She’ll tell you about everyone else,
This will not be in real time. When one story ends another may begin years
earlier or later, depending on my imagination.
But to begin:
February 10: Old
English majors never die. They end up
editing church newsletters and knowing all the answers to the literature
questions on Jeopardy. I never burned to
Write, but I thought it might be fun to keep a diary, a record of the
family. Then I thought, “Why not a
blog? That way I can share it. Maybe even make money!!!!” Of course I’ll be careful; no dirty secrets
of the McDonalds. Actually, we don’t
have any.
So I bought a copy of Blogging
for Dummies, and here I am.
My name is Charlotte McDonald, but everyone calls me
Charlie. I work in a college
library. In my spare time, (such as it
is) I read. Most of the time, I go to
work or do Mom things.
I met my husband Ed in college when he had a beard. He love computers and baseball.
Our children are:
Betsey (the second “e” is in honor of Betsey Trotwood, David
Copperfield’s aunt), our oldest child. Betsey is ironically reserved, surveying
the antics of her siblings (and her mother and her friends) sometimes with
amusement and sometimes mortification.
Joshua, two years younger than Betsey, is the least
complicated of the children. You just
need to feed him, let him run around, and laugh at his jokes.
Priscilla (Cilla) is two years younger than Josh, an intense
but cuddly drama princess.
Duke the Labradoodle and Nigel the cat
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