While I always consider myself more a humanities person than a math person, I do have an eye for mathematical patterns and experience with multiplication and long addition. Recently I realized that for what is probably the first time in my life my height and my age are the same numbers - 5/4. For some … Continue reading Arithmetic of the year
Category: Observations
Life lessons
If you’re lucky, you learn something new every day. Or, at least every year. As I’ve aged, I’ve come to understand some things about myself, and the world, and try to use this information to create what I hope is a more authentic life. Recent years, and the experiences which they contained, have taught me … Continue reading Life lessons
Reasons why my sons don’t like me
It seems appropriate on Labor Day to share ten reasons the fruits of my labor(s) take issue with me - today and every day. Because...I am self centered and only think of myself.* I didn’t teach them to drive.While I don’t want them to struggle or fail, I want them to figure it out. They … Continue reading Reasons why my sons don’t like me
Rainy run thoughts
Liar’s stories and cashmere robes both always develop holes.The government in this country is broken. This is a nonpartisan statement. Schools in the United States are being asked to tackle a myriad of unimagined issues with no additional resources from the government because our elected officials can’t negotiate a deal to support the country’s schools … Continue reading Rainy run thoughts
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.
Packing for the beach
Our pond For the past four summers I’ve rented the same vacation house in Wellfleet. It is a place that must be experienced to be understood. I know, that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? But, this comfortable and compact house, which sits on a gloriously private piece of property only accessible by the most rutted dirt … Continue reading Packing for the beach
Growing accustomed to her face – nearly 54 years late(r)
Do you ever long for the days when you were completely at ease in your skin? I mean so long ago that you weren’t even aware of your physical self beyond maybe when you needed to use the bathroom or felt tired or hungry. Way back when as a person you hadn’t yet learned to … Continue reading Growing accustomed to her face – nearly 54 years late(r)
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