Pushing on a Rope
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Time to act my age
You know how kids say the darndest, cutest things? Teenagers don’t. We’re going to a dinner dance Friday night to support breast cancer research and I need to wear something pink (natch). Casting around in my mind for options, I remembered a cute pale-pink sheath dress Catherine bought a while back for a party. At … Continue reading
Keeping it real — and inside the box
As I type this, Basil is cleaning out the garage. Again. And as usual, in addition to putting all the things back that should have just been returned to their proper homes along the way, he’s stopped to wander through some boxes of stuff he’s been meaning to go through. These boxes are barely held … Continue reading
What is it about the market that brings out the worst in people?!
Every day there are at least a half-dozen headlines or events that make me shake my head in disbelief. You, too, I’m sure. What are people thinking? Do they think at all? This morning, I had a first-hand view of the ugliness and stupidity some people embody. I was in the supermarket — where, it … Continue reading
Don’t give me any lip
Things have not measurably improved since Monday’s shoe incident, I’m sorry to report. (Read about that here.) On Tuesday, I could not get my mic to work while teaching my Jazzercise class. Fiddled with the volume, tried a couple changes of battery (no easy task while dancing and queuing the routines), then finally gave up … Continue reading
That was some, er, feet
There’s an old saw that says you should walk a mile in someone else’s shoes, but you couldn’t have gotten very far in mine today. I took a quick break in the middle of the day to swing by the high school and drop off Catherine’s Epi-Pen and inhaler. She tagged along, eager to peek … Continue reading
We’re (almost) cookin’ with gas
Nothing is ever easy here in the Vanech household. If it can go wrong, it will. Today was a big day and not because the weather folks were screaming all day about possible tornadoes this evening. Today marked the arrival of our new kitchen appliances, bought not because we were feeling flush but because the … Continue reading
Seeking the reflection of my true self
I found myself nodding in agreement this morning reading The Declassified Adoptee. Amanda writes about what it means to have an acquaintance notice the resemblance she and her children share, and what it is like to finally have someone who looks like her. I can definitely relate. Catherine’s birth was a watershed moment for me … Continue reading
Call off your old, tired ethics
A recent guest on my favorite radio show, A Matter of Balance, hosted by my friend, Kristen Rzasa, dropped a bombshell on me. So of course I must share it with you: You can’t have it all. Yes, you read that right. We women can’t have it all. The guest said that if we want … Continue reading
If you can’t stand the heat…
Two thoughts are silently screaming in me right now: FOUR-LETTER WORD! FOUR LETTER WORD! FOUR-LETTER WORD! (And trust me, I’m being much more creative that the previous three sentences would have you believe.) and: Eat your heart out Bobby Flay. It’s not like I wasn’t warned. The lawn mower, then the coffee maker. The other … Continue reading
No stopping the insanity
So I overslept this morning — just by about 15 minutes, but it might as well have been three hours for the panic it induced. Am I the only one who feels like the alarm clock is less wake-up call and more starting gun? Scramble out of bed, get eyes open, fumble for the caffeine, … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 