I slept on my couch last night for the first time. Of course, I've dozed off there before, but this time it was intentional. It was a warm, humid night and I wanted to be in the back of my house to avoid hearing the garbage trucks in the early morning. It had been … Continue reading Observations from my couch
Category: musings
Defining Luxury
Someone needs to explain to my children that spending two weeks at the beach every summer is a luxury, not something to be taken for granted. It's always been important to me that the boys have traditions in their lives, certain experiences that provide a constant thread throughout their childhoods. Cape Cod vacations have been … Continue reading Defining Luxury
Observations from a sunny day run
image: http://pics.livejournal.com There are way too many smallish silver sedans in this town.Folks continue to think that stopping their cars for pedestrians in a crosswalk is optional. It isn't a choice, people.The sweat only gets in my eyes when I stop. Keep running = non burning eyes.It was hotter than I thought and really sunny. … Continue reading Observations from a sunny day run
Thoughts from a rainy day run…
image: http://cdnimg.visualizeus.comInteresting isn't it, the way "letting go" and "holding on" are continually swapping positions on the difficulty scale of life? Some days I just can't decide which is harder to do - or the right thing thing to do, for that matter. While I used to imagine my having less brains and more butt in … Continue reading Thoughts from a rainy day run…
Are you my mother? And who’s my daddy?
image: http://blog.schoollibraryjournal.com It's been a weird weekend...I kind of hit the wall on a number of levels, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say, hit the wall with numerous body parts. Truth be told, I probably used my head the most. I had so many options available to me; concerts, and old friends, … Continue reading Are you my mother? And who’s my daddy?
Life’s a bitch beach
image: beachfinder.orgFeeling my little guy's body shudder with sleep as he cuddles next to me, I consider something said to me recently - that I make things look easy. The manner in which I navigate through life somehow gave the impression that I don't struggle, that I don't sometimes feel the waves threaten to swamp … Continue reading Life’s a bitch beach
Je ne comprends pas
Things I did not understand as a child: How the band playing the songs on the car radio fit into the trunk How the French Toast could possibly be so thick. Was there some secret ingredient that made it fluff up? (No, they just cut … Continue reading Je ne comprends pas
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