As I begin this two week family vacation with family and friends arriving and leaving at various times, I sit here and watch the parade pass through. Over the years kids have grown-up, parents have aged, the house has been markedly improved, careers have changed, loss was suffered, gains were celebrated, and still the waves . . . → Read More: Family
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Today was the first day of family Fourth of July summer vacation. We woke up to torrential rains, as well as a thunderstorm at 6am. I felt sorry for the kids, because they had their cooler and radio packed and couldn’t wait to hit the beach. Rain at 8 am. Rain at 9 am. Rain . . . → Read More: Silly Summer Read I knew it was going to happen. I even speculated it might happen this very weekend, and, even still, knowing didn’t diminish the way it grabbed my heart and stole my words (at least all my intelligent ones). Last night my first born got engaged. Even now, writing that sentence makes my heart bump a . . . → Read More: It’s A Done Deal! This morning someone was on Rachel Ray giving relationship advice. I don’t know who because I was vacuuming and emptying the garbage while he was talking. It was one little simple thing that he said that made me stop shaking out the garbage bag and pay attention. He said: “Don’t go out and look for . . . → Read More: Make A World We were building a new fire pit in our backyard last week and decided to line the area with clam shells. It was my job to drive to the place where I thought they sold them and get a price. I went to the place and found no one in the office. It was locked . . . → Read More: They’ll Figure It Out This weekend my husband and I had a great time building a new fire pit in the backyard. This involved shoveling shells. Now, you may not think of shells as something to shovel. You think of bark mulch, dirt, and mostly snow when you think of shoveling something, but in our case, this weekend, we . . . → Read More: Shoveling Shells Just about three years ago, when my mom died, I was asked to deal. You know – called to the carpet to face a huge thing cracking your life apart. Only I didn’t. I didn’t deal with it. I hid the hugeness of it from myself. I went through the motions and did what needed . . . → Read More: Asked To Deal This past week a really good friend of mine gave up her cable. While that is admirable, I could never do that. Most of you know me as a pop culture fiend and if anything should pop in our culture and I missed it, it would be devastating to me. (Why? I don’t know, but . . . → Read More: Off The Grid Waking up today I slowly realized it was Tuesday. That’s how it always is after a weekend – especially one that afforded me another day of Sunday. In examining the order of my days M-F is filled with exercise, yoga, writing, drawing, meetings, various responsibilities and friends. Saturday and Sunday I slide off that grid . . . → Read More: Another Day of Sunday Today was a drizzly start to the Memorial Day weekend. 47 degrees with a cold mist spitting from the gray clouds. And we had Red Sox tickets. Normally I would be hesitant to do this in that kind of weather, but we had clubhouse seats so I knew I wouldn’t have to brave the cold . . . → Read More: Drizzle |
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