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This pastime beats watching reality TV
Like a lot of people, I harbor several guilty pleasures — huge bowls of mint chip ice cream; music by ABBA and KISS (yes, you read that right), endless episodes of “Chopped” on the Food Network. But perhaps my guiltiest indulgence is people-watching. Do you do this, too? I can’t help it. No matter where … Continue reading
Good riddance, Irene, but thanks for the gift
How amazing that just a little bit of inconvenience can provide a bit of necessary perspective. Here we are now, 24 hours post-Hurricane Irene and the power is back on, new containers of ice cream are nestled in the freezer and the yard has been cleared of twigs and leaves. Many others up and down … Continue reading
What I Did on my Summer Vacation
Like a lot of families these days, a big summer vacation wasn’t in the cards this year. We briefly considered dragging the beach chairs into the garage and huddling around the new furnace for a week, but thought better of it in the end. While functional, the appliance just isn’t vacation material. Instead, we had … Continue reading
Over the fence and into our hearts
The neighbors have left. No, we didn’t drive them away. They outgrew their post-War Cape, even with its addition. The baby has been a nomad since the day she was born, sneaking in a few winks in a bassinet in the dining room, play room, a sibling’s room. They had to go, and it isn’t … Continue reading
Look Ma! Jazz hands!
I get a strange reaction from people who have known me for a long time when I say I recently became a Jazzercise instructor. Friends who go back as far as King Street Elementary School in Port Chester, NY, remember me — vividly, I’m sure — clinging to the climbing rope a mere two feet … Continue reading
Midlife confessions
Before we get to know each other a little more — before you spend even one more minute reading this blog, it’s important that you know something about me: I am embarrassing. There. I said it. It apparently runs in the family. My mom tells a hysterical story (she always tells things better) about the … Continue reading
Smoke on the water … angst on the road
Spent a lot of time in the car last weekend — staring at car bumpers or holding my breath while yet another idiot wove from lane to lane in the parking lot that was I-95. It was possibly the worst traffic, going to and coming home from Rhode Island, that we’d ever seen. Thank goodness, … Continue reading
Wisdom of the ages
Age was never a big deal to me. Although I clung far too long to the childlike habit of counting time from birthday to big holiday and back again, I didn’t fret over turning 25, never blinked at 30 and was far too busy being a mother and journalist to notice much about 40. Lately, … Continue reading
Why I’m Pushing on a Rope
Just what the world needs, another blogger, right? But don’t be too quick to close your browser. Let’s get to know each other first. I’m Terri S. Vanech, a Connecticut wife and mother trying to keep my sense of humor while navigating life’s crazy twists and turns. A refugee from the newsroom, I’m crafting a … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 