The Beat Goes On

By Kris Ferrazza

Kris Ferrazza

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  Gone fishin’

  By Kris Ferrazza - Jun 10
  After 91 years on this earth, my dear dad finally has taken a “trip” he's been talking about for more than a year. No, he didn't go to Italy to ...
  

• Don’t call me bruh

  By Kris Ferrazza - May 13
  Call me crazy, but I think kids are natural comedians. At least once a day, a child at my school stops me in my tracks with a one-liner. These are ...
  

• King of the kitchen

  By Kris Ferrazza - Apr 15
  When I was a kid, it was a memorable thing to see my father in the kitchen. Mainly it was memorable because it was so rare. The kitchen was my ...
  

• Drive my car

  By Kris Ferrazza - Mar 18
  My daughter's friends are driving. That means in three short months, she will be old enough to apply for a learner's permit. Clearly, I am not ...
  

• No guts, no glory

  By Kris Ferrazza - Feb 19
  We have been thinking about a pandemic-friendly activity that would get our daughter out of the house, and my husband is suggesting downhill ...
  

• How’s it all end?

  By Kris Ferrazza - Jan 20
  My daughter's friend recently asked her if she watches the news. “Not much,” Elizabeth said. “My mom watches enough for all three of us.” At first ...
  

• So long, 2020

  By Kris Ferrazza - Dec 17
  As 2020 rolls to a close, I join millions in saying, “Don't let the door hit you.” There has been a big push for gratitude and self-care lately. ...
  

• Lucky for life

  By Kris Ferrazza - Nov 19
  Congratulate me, I may be a millionaire! Or maybe not. Either way, I'm keeping close tabs on my husband. Now don't go jumping to conclusions, I ...
  

• Finding the key to happiness

  By Kris Ferrazza - Oct 15
  Never put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket. I learned this message early on in life, but it wasn't until recently I fully ...
  

• Meals to remember

  By Kris Ferrazza - Sep 17
  Food is love. Food is life. Food is medicine. They say it's even the way to a man's heart. Since the pandemic struck, thoughts of food have ...
  

• To be so loved

  By Kris Ferrazza - May 27
  “Oh, it's crying time again, you're gonna leave me; I can see that faraway look in your eyes…” I think Ray Charles sang it best, and that song has ...
  

• The marvelous one

  By Kris Ferrazza - Apr 28
  Lately, I've been thinking about how I want to be remembered. It's tough because I know how I want to be remembered, but something tells me that's ...
  

• All vaxxed up with no place to go

  By Kris Ferrazza - Mar 31
  A round white Band-Aid was the only souvenir I received from the coronavirus vaccine I got last month. Luckily, I had no arm pain or symptoms ...
  

• Living large

  By Kris Ferrazza - Mar 04
  It was bound to happen sooner or later, and finally it did: I stepped on the scale. For months I have been on strike, refusing to set foot ...
  

• Of mice and cats

  By Kris Ferrazza - Feb 04
  The party is over for the mice of Harriman Hollow. After nine months of carefree shenanigans, they are beginning to face their fate. There's a new ...
  

• Meeting of the minds

  By Kris Ferrazza - Jan 01
  Lately, my daughter has been expressing interest in riddles, dreams, mind reading, astrology, zodiac signs, telepathy, psychic power, mediums and ...
  

• Quick, fetch the doomsday bag

  By Kris Ferrazza - Dec 03
  Anyone who knows me can tell you I don't like to be caught off-guard. “Expect the unexpected,” I like to say. “Be ready for anything.” Oddly ...
  

• Saving Halloween

  By Kris Ferrazza - Oct 28
  Something tells me it's going to take more than crepe paper ghosts or plastic vampire teeth to scare the kids of 2020. These kids don't scare ...
  

• This casa is my casa

  By Kris Ferrazza - Oct 01
  There were days when it felt like our mortgage would outlive us. Well, it didn't. I normally don't like to talk about money, but this is different....
  

• A stray who stays

  By Kris Ferrazza - Sep 03
  “Don't come in! I'm making a surprise,” my daughter called cheerily. “Okay!” I said, happy to hear her mood lifted. At 14, things can change in a ...