The Facebook photo of the pie I baked Basil for his birthday celebration got more attention than most things I post, so I figured I’d share the recipe. Perhaps you’ll want to add it to your Thanksgiving table. Once upon a time, we celebrated family birthdays with cake — chocolate for me, vanilla with fancifully … Continue reading
Flashback today to Basil’s birthday. Tomorrow, he will be 58. (Yes, I know I’m a day early, but Flashback Saturday lacks alliteration and, besides, around here, folks know he prefers a full monthlong celebration.) This is a great photo. As with all pictures taken before we became so crop-happy, it’s the details that get me: … Continue reading
It’s too cold to sit outside now, but a few weeks ago, this bench looked rather inviting.
Kids say the darndest, cutest things. Teenagers? Not so much. When Catherine was little, helping make the bed meant pulling up “the comfortable”; the time between midnight and 6 am was “the side of night”; she wondered, while helping fold laundry, if my bras were meant for chasing butterflies. These days, some of what comes … Continue reading
There are many thankless things about parenting. We are underappreciated, taken for granted, hidden from the view of peers lest we prove embarrassing. We can lecture on a topic countless times only to be ignored, but if a stranger says the same darn thing, well, it’s genius. And — I don’t know about you, but … Continue reading
Our class’ reunion time is upon us again, with plans for the 30th just getting under way, so Flashback today to the Port Chester High School Class of 1984’s 25th reunion. Here we were at the first planning meeting back in 2008: And here are Judy, John and me the night of the big event … Continue reading
Emotional day yesterday. I traveled to Hartford for the screening of Ann Fessler‘s acclaimed documentary, A Girl Like Her, which chronicles the 1 million+ women who relinquished their babies for adoption in the 1950s and ’60s. Access Connecticut, the grassroots group working to restore the right of adult adoptees born in the state to have … Continue reading
Looking for a flashback this morning, I spied this photo, which Basil framed 15 years ago: Catherine’s first haircut. You’d never guess now, seeing her waist-length mane, but she had the barest little fuzz on her head when she was born. It grew so slowly that she was past her second birthday when it became … Continue reading