Category: Boys

Sometimes life isn’t a beach

For the first time in 18 years I don’t have summer accommodations booked for Cape Cod. After last year’s trip, which took a lot out of all of us despite the great house and nearly all good company, and buying the restaurant which kind of put a new limit on the length of time I … Continue reading Sometimes life isn’t a beach →

Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children

Being a mom to 3 boys is sometimes an exercise in acceptance. There will never be breakfast in bed or handmade cards decorated with lace doily hearts and glitter or prom dress shopping, but, I’m ok with that. I wouldn’t trade my guys for the world. Knowing that Mother’s Day has the potential to be basically … Continue reading Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children →

Next week when I’m in Barcelona…

I will take a funicular ride to these trails and take a run - hopefully twice! There will be wine with lunch...followed by late afternoon naps. I will spend hours outdoors walking around to see as many of Gaudi's buildings as possible. Should there be rain, I will check out the Picasso museum. I will … Continue reading Next week when I’m in Barcelona… →

Inspiring vs. Inciting – Bernie Sanders and Donald Trump

Yesterday was a huge day for politics in Albany, our Capital City on the Hudson. My schedule only allowed for me to attend one of the three pre-primary political rallies, but I am ever so proud to say that my older sons represented at the two events held during the early afternoon. How cool is … Continue reading Inspiring vs. Inciting – Bernie Sanders and Donald Trump →

A crap week

The first week of spring, arguably the finest season of the year in upstate New York, was the worst week Lark + Lily has ever experienced. When I say "crappy," I'm being literal, by the way. I arrived at the restaurant Tuesday afternoon and encountered the plumbers who were working industriously to unclog one of … Continue reading A crap week →

How do you say Barcelona?

Although I was charmed by the myth that Barcelona is pronounced with a th sound rather than a soft c as an accommodation for a long since dead member of the Spanish royal family, I'm going to probably pronounce it with a c sound.  At least until I've had a few glasses of Rioja, that is. … Continue reading How do you say Barcelona? →