Just a normal weekend

After days of the most bizarre of circumstances and events, I felt mentally shot. I was exhausted in every imaginable way and, by the time Friday afternoon rolled around I was done. Done. Of course, I couldn’t go directly home. There are always errands to be run and once I am home, I’m not leaving … Continue reading Just a normal weekend

Small Business Saturday

As someone who has repeatedly broken up with Jeff Bezos only to take him back during a moment of weakness, I understand how it can be a challenge to step away from the convenience of purchasing an array of items from a single “store” and have them delivered to your home. I absolutely get it, … Continue reading Small Business Saturday

Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…

...seems like the perfect smell to wake up to on the last day of what has been an excellent week. The aroma of last evening’s socially distanced, neighborhood bonfire lingered in a way that made me smile with satisfaction. It’s been such a good week.What makes a good week in my world? It’s funny because … Continue reading Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…

The spectacle of Autumn

It’s the third week of October and I have yet to turn the heat on in my house. I came close one day recently, but I put on some cozy socks and added a flannel sheet to my bed and the moment passed. On this night, I’ve opened the window in my bedroom to sleep … Continue reading The spectacle of Autumn

Discover something new this holiday weekend – favorite al fresco dining in the (mostly)518

If you need a reminder about the reality of how a pandemic is devastating the hospitality industry (as well as countless others industries), look no further then the strained smiles on the faces of so many independent business owners. What these hard working entrepreneurs are doing to keep their enterprises afloat is an inspiring and … Continue reading Discover something new this holiday weekend – favorite al fresco dining in the (mostly)518

Food stamps for my 15 year old

Despite having read this article only 10 days or so prior, when my son received an envelope in the mail from the government at the end of September, I never imagined it would contain a plastic EBT card worth $420. The money was to compensate him for having missed out on his school lunches between … Continue reading Food stamps for my 15 year old

Home. Again.

Jeter had his first walk yesterday afternoon following our return from Wellfleet. Upon stepping outside he looked absolutely crushed to discover that he was no longer pond side. Same, buddy. Same.Decades after my first annual trip to Cape Cod, I still drive home feeling incredibly melancholy. A funk settles on me, different from the one … Continue reading Home. Again.