When he was born, my oldest son scared me. That changed. Now, I'm in awe of him. According to my sons, the plural of penis is penis. (The "s" is silent when it's plural) Crazy > Creepy The Olde English was the perfect place to celebrate my Anglophile son's birthday. Molly, our server, deserves a … Continue reading 18 thoughts from the weekend my son turned 18
Category: family
Restaurant families
After more than three decades in the restaurant business, I know a few things. Some of the knowledge I've gained is related to food - how to make a buerre blanc or hollandaise and what to do with an excess of vegetables (frittata, risotto or soup). I've learned about wine and spirits and the significance … Continue reading Restaurant families
Cool moms rock
In 2001, I accepted a librarian position at Mohonasen High School. Although I only remained in the district for three years (the position which I currently hold became available and I had to go for it), I made some wonderful friends, worked with some cool students and was introduced to some great music. One English … Continue reading Cool moms rock
Getting educated – 500 miles worth of lessons
Three day weekends should leave those fortunate enough to have had 3 consecutive days off feeling relaxed and satisfied. There definitely were some moments during the 72 hours which prompted some pretty positive emotions, but the overwhelming sensation I'm experiencing right now is simple exhaustion. As I am inclined to do, I scheduled the weekend … Continue reading Getting educated – 500 miles worth of lessons
Dog years and the passage of time
The youngest of my "boys" recently celebrated his first birthday and, while the occasion was a happy one to mark, I also noted the date with a tinge of sadness. That year certainly went quickly. When I thought about the number of years we got to love Cassidy (12.5) and started doing simple math in … Continue reading Dog years and the passage of time
15 for 2015
To run for my own pleasure without measure. To get out once or twice a month for the sole purpose of being social without the crutch of working. To eat quality food and drink copious amounts of water. To strive to get Jeter out and active as much as possible. To live an honest life. … Continue reading 15 for 2015
Laboring on Christmas Eve
Not to take anything away from Mary, but I did my share of work yesterday, too. The morning began with tending to two loaves of bread, prepping the ultimately fantastic beef roast and driving a friend to the airport, all prior to attending a 10:00 yoga class. After the sweaty release of 75 minutes of … Continue reading Laboring on Christmas Eve
