The boy of summer

It’s hard for me to believe that little more than a week ago, I was in Wellfleet, in the house I’ve rented for the majority of the last 6 or 7 years. This dreamy, cottage-y house, just across a dirt path road from Herring Pond, is Jeter’s favorite summer place on earth. When it wasn’t … Continue reading The boy of summer

Favorite travel trips, Italy edition

While I consider myself to be a fairly accomplished traveler, I’m also a believer in the fact that there’s always something new to be learned. On my most recent trip, which already feels like it happened a million years ago, there were a few small things that I packed and/or did that really went a … Continue reading Favorite travel trips, Italy edition

Fear. Less.

You might be surprised to learn this but, I hate flying. Between my tendency to experience motion sickness and my discomfort with feeling as if I’m not in control, flying prompts intense anxiety before I even board the plane.  Monday night’s eerie smoky sky sunset with its post apocalyptic vibe did not quell my nerves. … Continue reading Fear. Less.

Summer morning walks

Man, this weather, huh? Summer has never been my favorite season, other than for the time off work, and this year has not swayed me in the slightest. Temperatures in the 90°s, coupled with ridiculous humidity, leave me feeling lazy and unproductive - two adjectives with which I don’t like being associated. It turns out … Continue reading Summer morning walks

Dressing for la vita dolce life

Today was the last work day of my academic year. It was also the day I finalized, I hope, my Rent the Runway items for next month’s trip to Italy. It’s been a process - hearting items and adding them to my Italy, 2023 list, being on the site when they became available in my … Continue reading Dressing for la vita dolce life

So very proud

Sunday's Pride Parade and celebration was absolutely epic. The forecast was for cloudy skies but Mother Nature wasn't having it and instead beamed sunshine down on an event that somehow manages to both make me smile so hard my cheeks hurt and cry. Sometimes simultaneously. I attend this event not because I identify as anything … Continue reading So very proud