The schedule my boys’ dad and I share is probably unique, but it’s been working for all of us for more than 5 years. There’s a good bit of back and forth for the guys, with them generally spending no more than two consecutive nights in either house but, since our two houses are literally … Continue reading The right things
I attended a meeting recently and was struck to hear a colleague describe a student's home as being "broken." Of course, my reaction is personal and I'm probably just being hypersensitive, but it really bothered me, particularly since it was offered as an explanation for all of a particular child's academic, social and personal issues. … Continue reading My home is not broken
So far, it's been a particularly relaxed holiday season. I've been on my game - my freezer has 8 quarts of assorted homemade cookie dough ready to thaw and bake, the door has a wreath and the dining room a decorated tree. The last of the Christmas cards went in the mail 3 days ago … Continue reading Gifts of the season
I attended a meeting Tuesday evening in the Club House at Capital Hills. The weather, snowy and wet, was perfectly appropriate for the topic at hand – the sharing of ideas about winter activities at the golf course. As a year round, non-golfing user of the course, I knew this was a meeting I didn’t … Continue reading Capitalizing on Capital Hills
The sun is peeking out from the soft grey clouds and my private little deck beckons. Listening to the birds and the trees on a quiet morning while the rest of the house still sleeps, is one of my favorite times of the day. No one needs anything, other than the hummingbird who just cruised … Continue reading Morning thoughts
We celebrated a birthday this week, in a fairly low-key fashion. While I generally write a birthday piece and devote it to the celebrant, I struggled with a cohesive message when it came to my middle son's birthday and a litany of pithy observations and attributes just felt forced. You see, he is, as my … Continue reading My just deserts
Well, guess who gets to be the bad cop? Yes, yes, I know, if the shoe fits, blah blah blah. Whatever. Give me a second, please, while I take another swig swallow sip of wine, ok? Exhale. Sigh. You know how kids like to play their parents, especially in divorce situations? Yes, you do, you … Continue reading I’ve got a badge – and a glass of wine.