Summer at my house is a very different beast this year. A big part of it, of course, is Lark + Lily and the related demands of owning a business. But, there's more. My two teenaged sons, perhaps in an attempt to make up for lost time, are each working two jobs. With our combined … Continue reading The pasta that made Matt Baumgartner a dad
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Greenwood Lake abbreviated
Before I say another word - a note, know this: I love where I grew up. Greenwood Lake provided me with a foundation - friends, experiences and memories that will reside within me until the day I die. Even after nearly 30 years in Albany, Greenwood Lake is my heart's home. What follows isn't a … Continue reading Greenwood Lake abbreviated
Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children
Being a mom to 3 boys is sometimes an exercise in acceptance. There will never be breakfast in bed or handmade cards decorated with lace doily hearts and glitter or prom dress shopping, but, I’m ok with that. I wouldn’t trade my guys for the world. Knowing that Mother’s Day has the potential to be basically … Continue reading Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children
Inspiring vs. Inciting – Bernie Sanders and Donald Trump
Yesterday was a huge day for politics in Albany, our Capital City on the Hudson. My schedule only allowed for me to attend one of the three pre-primary political rallies, but I am ever so proud to say that my older sons represented at the two events held during the early afternoon. How cool is … Continue reading Inspiring vs. Inciting – Bernie Sanders and Donald Trump
The precariousness of balance
Last Monday while I attended the Leap Day event at the University Club, my tightly wrapped world unraveled a bit. It was a great reminder to me about the always tenuous hold we have on life, how rapidly things can take a turn in an unexpected direction. To begin, Monday night has been declared as … Continue reading The precariousness of balance
The ups and downs of breasts
Looking backwards I can't remember exactly when my chest began to develop. If I consider when I began to get genuine attention from males, I could probably carbon date it to somewhere around the age of 13 or so. It was right around the time I ran into my mother in town and she told … Continue reading The ups and downs of breasts
Milestones aren’t meant to be millstones
My oldest child turned nineteen this weekend. I think the child that makes a man or a woman a parent is the child who is more closely observed, documented and measured than any additional children. As a family expands, it just isn't possible to continue the almost obsessive attention that is paid to a first … Continue reading Milestones aren’t meant to be millstones
