Thanksgiving has once again come and gone leaving behind a turkey carcass and the promise of homemade soup. The boys were with their dad and his large family on Thursday. I sent them off with a loaf of freshly baked bread, content to spend the morning tramping around the golf course with Jeter gathering bittersweet … Continue reading My plate is full
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Worst mother, best neighbors
Last Monday, my oldest son and I took a walk with Jeter around the neighborhood. We were about a mile away from our house when we came across some curbside treasure - a leather couch in remarkably good condition. Hmmm. I should tell you about our history with couches. In the last 20 years there … Continue reading Worst mother, best neighbors
48 was great, I expect 49 to be sublime
When I see a reflection of myself, I don't think I look how 49 sounds. In many ways I feel younger than ever, the result, I think of being happy and healthy and old enough to truly appreciate it. "Nobody wants to get old but they don't want to die young either." - Keith Richards I've … Continue reading 48 was great, I expect 49 to be sublime
Letting go
Saturday was a big day and I'm not talking about American Pharaoh's upset up in Saratoga. No, it was the first day of my oldest son's adult life - he is officially a college freshman. Yesterday was Drop Off day, which might be better named Jump off a Cliff Day because that's what I felt … Continue reading Letting go
For whom the bell chimes
In the quiet of the morning I have the house to myself. The trees sway a bit and occasionally the tremendous wind chimes toll their gorgeous and deep notes. It's peaceful and I find myself, rather than imagining the day's activities, reflecting upon all the years we've been fortunate enough to spend time in this … Continue reading For whom the bell chimes
Moments that mean “Beach Vacation.”
Having no idea whatsoever of the time. A margarita - and then another one. Donuts with breakfast and chips with lunch. Classic board games. Ordering your afternoon like this: walk - nap - run - shower - wine. Another load of towels in the washing machine. A layer of stickiness that can only be … Continue reading Moments that mean “Beach Vacation.”
When treats are tricks!
Late the other night, after dinner and a run and some quality time with a pint of Haagen Daz, I finally settled on the couch with a bottle of cider and my guy to relax. The plan was to pick up where we last left off in our much-delayed viewing of The Sopranos and I … Continue reading When treats are tricks!
