As late fall inches closer to winter and the days get shorter, I’ve fallen in love again with running. Last night’s run was pretty satisfying. My thoughts were as strong as my legs, the temperature was perfectly crisp and the air was scented with wood smoke. It was a pleasure. Sometimes running feels really difficult. … Continue reading Running thoughts
I’ve been a devotee of Grand Street’s Café Capriccio for so very long that if I had a sip of Chianti to match each wonderful memory I’m lucky enough to have created there...well, I’d be pretty damn drunk. I’ve experienced just about every type of event imaginable in this incredibly cozy space - romantic date, … Continue reading Getting schooled at Cafe Capriccio
Each new allegation of sexual harassment brings with it an increased sense of disbelief - not because I doubt the women who are sharing their experiences in such remarkable numbers, but because I can’t help but be curious how so many men could possibly have believed their actions are acceptable. I wonder “who raised them?,” … Continue reading Hands. Off.
My children - even on the days when I can’t understand their actions or attitudes. A brother whom I never doubt, even when he just makes stuff up. Friends whom I’ve known for so long that I don’t have to explain to them where I come from because they were there. More recently made friends … Continue reading Thankful for…
“A Dog’s Purpose” crushed me. I knew it was a bad idea to watch this movie, yet cuddled on the couch with my boy, I thought I’d make it through ok. I didn’t. It’s probably time for me to accept the fact that I can’t tolerate watching animals or humans, particularly children, being mistreated and … Continue reading Crying with a “purpose” and laughing when “life is beautiful”
2017 has been a year of great live performances, with a couple of exceptions. The most recent disappointing musical act I saw was Modern English at The Hollow earlier this month. I was so excited for this throwback band - the timing was ideal (the night before a holiday), I had plenty of friends going … Continue reading Music to my ears – Modern English and Albert Cummings
I’ve been so busy doing things and going places that I haven’t had a moment to chronicle any of it. It’s kind of getting me frustrated, but that’s how I typically react to not having what I want - in this case more time. I’ve made some notes and I swear I’m going to carve … Continue reading Time is short