One of the first images to enter my brain last Sunday morning came to me courtesy of an email from Living Social. They were offering a deal for Yanni's Too, a place known for its fried calamari, and the picture accompanying the sales pitch became my obsession and inspiration for the day. Crispy looking golden … Continue reading Sunday dinner out in the DelSo
Counting by 7s
I just finished a wonderful novel, Counting by 7s by Holly Goldberg Sloan. It’s from the middle school library where I spend my mornings, but the unique voice of the main character transcends preadolescence in a distinctively refreshing way and I am completely in love with this book. In honor of Willow Chance and her … Continue reading Counting by 7s
The Kiss
There’s been a lot of internet chatter about this video of “strangers” kissing. It’s sparked some conversation – about first kisses, the remarkable beauty of the strangers, and about being manipulated, yet again, by a clever marketing strategy. I haven’t watched the video yet and don’t know if I ever will. I can be resistant, … Continue reading The Kiss
A pass and a fail
I had my car inspected this week. It passed without any issues. I was a couple of weeks late on taking care of things, but my reasons were understandable. At least that's what I hoped the police officer would think should I have been pulled over. I initially delayed the process because I wanted to … Continue reading A pass and a fail
Who are you?
In the last 10 years, I've been referred to by each of the following names: Boy Mom, Wine Wench, Lipstick Librarian, Runner Girl, Seen Shooter, DelSo Blogger, Yoga Momma, Snow Bunny, Bookworm and recently, Dairy Queen. I imagine there were a few other things I've been called, but I'm talking about what people have said … Continue reading Who are you?
What makes a tradition?
I remember Aloysius asking me that very question a couple of years ago as the Laker guys and I started talking about revisiting Mountain Jam. Since we had all gone together the previous year, was returning to the festival for a second time, in fact, a tradition? Operating on the premise that traditions bring us … Continue reading What makes a tradition?
Giving up
You may not know this, but both of my parents came from large Catholic families. Is that redundant? I actually have an aunt and two deceased great aunts, who became nuns, for real. I grew up hearing about how my mother's family went to morning mass every day, staying for a marathon mass on Sundays. … Continue reading Giving up
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