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Time to get real (estate)
Strange things sometimes happen when I work from home. It’s not about the job — without the commute, I actually get more done and feel very smug and productive in my house slippers. Nope, it’s the outside world that causes the strangeness. Most days, it’s just me and the work, sailing along neatly, clickety-clack, down … Continue reading
Cat’s in the Cradle …
Finally finished celebrating Christmas this weekend. Yes, you read that correctly. Between the swim meets, volleyball games, gymnastics competitions and a million other things, this was the first weekend we could get together with Jacquie and her family. Jacquie is my dearest friend from college, a soul sister who is sometimes mistaken for actually being … Continue reading
Flash forward Friday — A secret no more
I don’t know if you can be Cinderella in a pair of riding boots, but on Monday I sure felt that way. I punctuated a weekend’s worth of birthday celebrations by meeting the woman who gave birth to me. (Go ahead and read the previous sentence again. I met the woman who relinquished me for … Continue reading
Two guiding lights to steer me home
What a day tomorrow will be. I haven’t slept a wink in days, my mind is going a mile a minute and I’m feeling more than a little “green” at the prospect of tomorrow’s lunch. I’m meeting my first mother, Pat, and will surely not be able to swallow a bite. There’s one person who … Continue reading
The Fresh Princess of Old Greenwich
Remember how I started this year a little worried about getting stopped to or from the New Year’s Day Pajama Party Jazzercise class I helped teach? I had worn my PJs (and a sports bra!) to class, used my fuzzy robe in place of a coat and was halfway across Stamford, CT, when it occurred … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — Back to the Future
1972, my sixth birthday. I can taste that cake just by looking at it — it is my standing order year after year. And those crown-shaped candle holders sat on countless birthday cakes in our house .I think they were finally retired sometime ago. The dress, too — I remember loving it, althought today I … Continue reading
No such thing as a free lunch
Catherine is up to something; I just know it. There is no other explanation for her behavior. It’s her winter break and I have worked from home these past two days. And each day, she has laid aside the laptop, emerged from the cave-like comfort of her bedroom and offered to make me lunch. Tuesday, … Continue reading
Snow way!
Forget about finding Nemo. Nemo found us … and has figured out a way to stay awhile. Oh it’s not what you think. We handled the snow rather well, as this photo shows. After fueling up with a hearty breakfast early this morning, we suited up, grabbed shovels and hit the driveway. Even Catherine participated … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — Sibling Ties
The photo was taken in October 1960. That’s Basil at right, wearing the same expression I’ve seen a million times, getting a first glimpse of his new brother, Dean. (Well, he will as soon as my mother-in-law, Dena, unwraps him!) Basil is 5 here — and had long been king of the hill. Having a … Continue reading
Aloha eh?
There is no justice in this world. Remember last spring how Catherine and Basil went to DisneyWorld with the Greenwich High choral groups? Remember how they left me behind on account of how embarrassing I can be? Catherine begged me not to volunteer for chaperone duty, but all but volunteered Basil when the chorus director said … Continue reading
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