It’s been almost 17 years since I became a parent. Impossible. When my water broke 5+ weeks before my due date, I remember feeling more excited than nervous, confident that my baby would be healthy and hearty. The unusually warm temperature (a record, it turned out) seemed a positive beacon and I went to the … Continue reading On the edge of 17
As a wedding gift, nearly a couple of decades ago, I received a subscription to Gourmet magazine. I very much admired the glossy photos and exotic locations featured in the magazine, but found myself discouraged by the recipes. It seemed to me that each one had a minimum of 12 ingredients and involved at least … Continue reading Bon Appetit and me
Over the years, I've learned a lot about cheese. My earliest cheese memories center around my regular lunch order - Muenster on white with mayo. Simple, a bit tangy and the perfect balance to my other standard sandwich option, liverwurst. What can I say? I was raised by a German mother. As I aged, I … Continue reading Schooled in cheese.
All the Lego pieces, now defined as "choking hazards" finally get picked up from the floor. I get to hear my big boys' "talking to a baby" voices. A puppy helps a house be a home. Naming a pet is a wonderful collaborative family decision. All 5 of us (1 mom, 3 boys, 1 male … Continue reading The ten best things about a new puppy
Valentine's Day seems the perfect time to express my adoration for Winter. In all honesty, it's a love I never imagined experiencing. Winter was always the cruelest of seasons, I thought. Endlessly long, yet filled with days which offered mere hours of daylight. Cold in a way that kept one indoors, in isolation. Yuck. Our … Continue reading My love affair with Winter
If I think back on music from my childhood, The Beatles immediately come to mind. They were definitely the soundtrack of many car rides in my memory. Freshman year of high school, I remember the painful decision of which album to pick - the Red One or the Blue One. I don't remember which I … Continue reading The Beatles, my boys and a birthday
To begin, a couple of childhood flashbacks... The first time I entered the woods with the boys who have grown to be my dearest male friends, I was convinced they were going to hurt me. It probably says something about the girl I was that I followed them to their forest fort, despite my certainty … Continue reading Preparing to die