Pushing on a Rope
Terri S. Vanech
In hot water over the soup
It’s a good thing I have no feelings. Catherine, the baby who happily ate spinach and green beans, sweet potatoes and squash — and just about anything else we spooned at her — is now the teenager with very definite culinary preferences. And as a rule, soup doesn’t cut it. It’s a shame, because at … Continue reading
Sock it to me
Many of you have sock problems, I know. Maybe you send a pair through the wash, and only one comes back. Perhaps you have a drawer of mismatched orphans waiting for their princes to come. We have the opposite problem. Somehow, a rogue pair of socks has appeared in our house. I did a load … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — Letting My (Band) Geek Flag Fly
May 1984, band competition in Montreal where we won a first-place trophy. Sharing this today because all week, excitement has been gearing up for Port Chester, NY’s 70th Band Night/Blue Key Celebration on June 7. People have been posting photos, videos and reminiscences of years past, so of course I went hunting for some photos of … Continue reading
Birthday love
Happy birthday to my Mom, Ginger Salvatore! I will not tell you her age, but rather show you these photos, which will surely get me in hot water. I love this baby picture, even if the toy she’s sitting on looks more than a little dangerous. She is here in the front yard of her … Continue reading
It’ll be a Freaky Thursday
So, um, Catherine is dreaming up scary Halloween costumes and thinks she has a winner: The most frightening thing she could possibly be is … me. This was announced only half-jokingly at the dinner table tonight, following a dust-up that occurred when she and Basil returned home and both began talking to me at once … Continue reading
Godparent’s weekend
This weekend, once again, I’m getting a glimpse of my future. My godson, Dominic, is visiting for the weekend, taking a break from his freshman year at the University of New Haven for some familiar company and home-cooked food. To say that Basil, Catherine and I are excited is an understatement. I was sure when … Continue reading
Flashback Friday — It Must be Love
Flashback today to Oct. 1, 1961, my parents’ wedding anniversary. Fifty-two years later, they’re still going strong, having weathered all manner of crazy obstacles life has a way of throwing at us all. When I was small, it was a huge thrill to flip through their wedding album, its black-and-white chronicle somehow exciting and exotic … Continue reading
School of Hard Knocks
Just about every day, something happens that makes me shake my head and think, “You can’t make this stuff up.” Sometimes I even use a stronger word than “stuff.” Today was one of those days. Basil and I are both used to people mangling our names. Mine is often coerced in an effort to be … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 