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Flashback Friday — Here’s lookin’ at you, Mom
Don’t you love this photo? It’s my mom, Ginger Salvatore. I’m not sure what year this was taken or why she’s posing, but I see a certain movie-star quality to this shot that she will surely deny. (And I can see why her wedding gown had an 18-inch waistline.) This photo was taken at her … Continue reading
Livin’ the dream
Color me suspicious. I just came home from a long day of pushing computer keys, on my way to band practice, pretty much expecting that Catherine would have long forgotten my morning plea to start the load of towels and run them through the drier. You can imagine my shock, then, to find the towels … Continue reading
More wrinkles in time
It’s tough, but I’ve managed to make peace with the growing crop of white hair on my head, with the fact that I’m ready for bed earlier and earlier, and that I need progressive lenses. Hell, I’m even (almost) over the fact that my bras now require “age-defying lift.” But every time I think I’ve … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — The Cat’s Meow
This was not the photo I had in mind for this week. But it’s the one I found flipping through the wonderful albums my mother painstakingly created for me. And I could not resist. I hadn’t thought about this picture in ages. It makes me smile every time I look at it. It’s me, probably … Continue reading
The Staff of Life
It’s Band Night in Port Chester. I’m here in Old Greenwich, fresh from a killer body sculpting workout I’m sure to feel tomorrow, but my heart is on that football field. The field where I spent too many frosty early mornings to count practicing with numb fingers and sneakers soaked with the morning dew. Where … Continue reading
Recipes for failure
I was “Chopped” in my own kitchen today. Back-to-back baking disasters unlike I’ve had in a long, long time. Usually, I can whip up sweets in my sleep. Not today. Everything I touched was far less than palate-pleasing. Of course I was rushing, multitasking, racing to get back to that (I only wish it was) … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 