I can't vote for her, but you really should pull the lever next to Patricia Fahy's name if you're lucky enough to have it on your ballot. I've known Pat since our children attended daycare together and I've witnessed the energy and intelligence she brings to each task to which she devotes herself and believe … Continue reading Fahy for Assembly
Because I can (And that’s an assertion of celebration, not a boast.)
I ate a September tomato with salt, I went for a run, I breathed air that was the freshest of fresh, I bought a cooked and chilled whole lobster and made myself an amazing salad for dinner, I climbed between semi-crisp cotton sheets and stretched my tired legs long, I lived.
Rosemary-garlic steak
My most recent Vinoteca post. Griffin and I have decided to try a new recipe each month. By "try" I mean he selects the recipe and eats while I get to do the shopping, preparation, serving and clean up. There are improvements to be made in this folly for sure, but I still am pleased … Continue reading Rosemary-garlic steak
Ghost anniversaries
Are wedding anniversaries like phantom limbs? You know, you can kind of still feel them even though they no longer actually exist. The remains of what was once there can create an almost physical twinge despite the fact that it is no longer present as anything but a memory. Two couples I know recently marked … Continue reading Ghost anniversaries
Cool beans!
Summer must end
I don't know about you, but there comes a point in life when I crave routine. July and August are luxuriously lacking in structure for me and the boys. Meals come at odd times and both nights and mornings are much later than usual. We seem to use a lot of gas - for the … Continue reading Summer must end
Under my thumb to under a microscope – a lesson in parenting.
A lesson in parenting for me, that is. I don't know when it happened, but there seems to be a shift in the dynamic in my house and I'm not real happy about the change. The boys are growing up, yet there remains a real chasm gap between their sense of self and their sense … Continue reading Under my thumb to under a microscope – a lesson in parenting.
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