Pushing on a Rope
Jazzercise
These hips fib a little
So I’ve been taking a belly dancing class once a week, learning to shimmy and undulate, make hip circles and snake arms. Believe me, it’s not as easy as it sounds. But I’m loving every minute. There’s just one class left and I’ll be sad to see it end. You see, the class is a perfect … Continue reading
Time is not on my side
Do you multitask? I do to the point of madness. I’m doing it right now. Type a few words, take a bite of breakfast. Chew. Repeat. A typical weekday morning will find me up at 5:30 and into whirling dervish mode — laundry going while I shower, eating breakfast while I make lunch, reminding Catherine … Continue reading
Taking a byte out of life
Fair warning: This weekend, I’m going unplugged. No computer, no TV, no BlackBerry. For the whole weekend, I’m going to be technology free and concentrate instead on enjoying the crisp fall weather, cooking up a terrific meal or two, spending time with my family, taking a long walk at the beach and working in my yard. … Continue reading
Glad the gang is still around on Facebook
All the recent uproar about Facebook’s latest changes reminded me of a piece I wrote for The (Stamford) Advocate and Greenwich Time back in 2008, when I was the features editor there. Back then, I had — finally, grudgingly — given in to using Facebook (sometimes at my desk at work, 🙂 ), and found myself entranced. These days, … Continue reading
Remembering the difference even one person can make
Last weekend, we remembered MayMarie Conte, an amazing lady who lost her battle with cancer recently, but went out fighting — and determined to keep smiling. The service at Zion Lutheran Church in Stamford was lovely, highlighted by some of the hymns and Bible verses MayMarie loved, and punctuated by emotional remembrances from those whose lives she touched. She … Continue reading
Expletive not deleted
Are you familiar with the term “go big or go home”? Well, last night, I went big and THEN went home. It was a colossal epic fail of an evening — an ideal example of “pushing on a rope” — and a most appropriate ending to a particularly harried day and even crazier week. And … Continue reading
Look Ma! Jazz hands!
I get a strange reaction from people who have known me for a long time when I say I recently became a Jazzercise instructor. Friends who go back as far as King Street Elementary School in Port Chester, NY, remember me — vividly, I’m sure — clinging to the climbing rope a mere two feet … Continue reading
Why I’m Pushing on a Rope
Just what the world needs, another blogger, right? But don’t be too quick to close your browser. Let’s get to know each other first. I’m Terri S. Vanech, a Connecticut wife and mother trying to keep my sense of humor while navigating life’s crazy twists and turns. A refugee from the newsroom, I’m crafting a … Continue reading
Pushing on a Rope 