Pushing on a Rope
Terri S. Vanech
Flashback Friday — Worth the Weight
The picture isn’t old, but the jeans are. Flashback 15 years to the last time Basil was able to put these pants on, button them and still be able to breathe. Yup, he’s down 27 pounds now and quite proud of himself, as he ought to be. Folks out in the world are starting to … Continue reading
(Dorm) shopping til we drop
It’s starting to look a little like Christmas — or something — around here. Slowly but surely each available nook and cranny is being crammed with stuff for Catherine’s move to the dorm. Throw pillows, cleaning supplies, bathroom flip-flops and hamper behind the chair in the den. Extra kitchen gear, the health and beauty stuff … Continue reading
Pig out
Basil was in hog heaven today at Pork in the Park, a barbecue competition in Stamford’s Mill River Park. We left the chores and errands behind for a touch of smoke and spice set to some passably played ’70s funk. It was a good time. As with all things — for me, anyway — the payoff … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — Sand and Surf
Flashback 12 years, to August 2003, when Catherine was 6 and we introduced her to Cape Cod. It’s a rare photo of all three of us, taken by a kind stranger on the beach at Chatham Light. Catherine also posed here earlier that day with a book so that in September she could show her … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — On Wedded Bliss
Flashback 25 years ago this week, to the wedding of my friend Jacquie and her husband Raymond. It was a memorable day. And not just because the groom’s brother thought it would be a good idea to leap from the motel roof into the pool to celebrate after the rehearsal dinner (his trick went off … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — This Place is a Zoo
They won’t be lazy, hazy days this year, but finally it’s summer. Why not flash back to simpler times, like this 2000 trip to the Bronx Zoo. Still new homeowners, and having replaced the roof and windows and repaved the driveway, we opted then (as we seem to with increasing frequency now) for a Staycation. … Continue reading
Getting oriented to the new normal
It has been a quiet couple of days. I’m not tripping over 17 pairs of cute size 5 shoes left in the doorway. No dishes are piled in the kitchen sink. (The task of bending over to put them in the adjacent dishwasher is — let’s face it — arduous.) We’ve not been inundated by … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 