Last Sunday I was in NY when my Cape Cod Times was delivered. When I returned I set it aside, meaning to read it. All this week I tried to get to it, even contemplated throwing it away a few times. I stopped myself because the Sunday CCT has wonderful extra things in it besides . . . → Read More: What Kind of Cocktail Are YOU?
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It happened again, and I’m glad. This week two writer/blogger friends and I took a little field trip. One of them was a member of the Cotuit Center for the Arts and suggested we take our blog meeting on a little field trip to Wine and Music Night at the center. Wine and Music Night? . . . → Read More: Another Gem…In My Backyard Today I was supposed to drive back to the cape. My husband was out there this weekend and I was in NY. We were going to meet halfway for lunch. I woke up with one of those feelings that I should stay. This has happened to me quite a few Monday mornings over the last . . . → Read More: Just HOW Do We Do It? Today I woke up to my dear friend’s post on Facebook : “Blessed to get to spend this day with three amazing dads….my Dad, hubby, and father-in-law…love them all! Happy Father’s Day everyone!” This is the first Father’s Day I am not with my husband or children, but I’m in NY with my dad, and . . . → Read More: My Father’s Day Today is fun. I’m glad I can make that statement. I left the cape this afternoon for a weekend away. I’m in Worcester right now for job training tonight. Tomorrow I go to NY to see my dad. Saturday it’s off to Connecticut for training in opening up our business in Connecticut and Massachusetts, then . . . → Read More: Business Girl Today was an “artist date” to top all artists dates. You’re supposed to take only yourself on an artist date, but today I had to break that rule. A fellow writer friend was badly in need of an artist date herself, I had the perfect venues picked out, we love each other’s company, so how . . . → Read More: A Marigold Day After a night on my daughter's couch I found myself awake and ready to go at 5am. Of course, being on a couch, I found myself awake more than once throughout the night and while feeling ready to get up, I was still tired after the wonderful day with my daughter, the food and drink, . . . → Read More: The Day After Bikram Monday morning. Daughter says, “Aren’t you going to yoga?” “No. That would not be wise. I can go at 4pm – today I have choices.” The only choice I don’t have is what is stated in my rule. If I’m home, and class is held, then I have to be there. (Weekdays only) This morning, . . . → Read More: Why Rules Are Made Not To Be Broken The campfire is about to be lit. The trees are still. The air is crisp and cool, heavy with the smell of the ocean. The sunset is quietly brilliant. Boston daughter and friends have left. NY daughter remains one more night to hang with Mom and Dad. They trickle out at the end of the . . . → Read More: Such A Peaceful Night Conversation this morning: Me: I’m contemplating having some of that chicken and vegetables we had last night. Daughter: Do you believe her? She contemplates what she’s contemplating to do! I love my kids. I love their takes on my personality and who I am. Listening to my kids talk about me is better than looking . . . → Read More: Contemplating… |
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