I’m not someone who slows down when I drive by a car accident. Only this isn’t your standard car accident. It’s not a Toyota that got hit; it’s a Tiger. This is a billion dollar vehicle—even if it’s just dented, it’s impossible not to gawk. Suddenly I’m pouncing on the sports news the minute it [...]
Seems like old times…..a replay of my dream that came true….. The house at night filled with kids crowded into the kitchen….greeting me with big smiles and big hugs….the sounds of boisterous boys……tromping up the back stairs to Daniel’s room…..waking up to a lazy Sunday morning….. making a big breakfast ……Daniel stretched out on the [...]
Seeing those baby girls.…alongside my grown up daughter….and son—it was impossible not to think back, and hum a few bars….. Is this the little girl I carried? It’s been that kind of weekend. As proud parents (and sentimental slobs), my ex and I exchanged a lot of glances behind their backs, marveling at the two [...]
One thing I missed by not going east this week—is seeing my niece’s identical twin girls. So I’m thankful that Thanksgiving week brought two new little girls into my family circle on the west coast. I’m related to Willa by divorce— H and I split up years ago but never split up the connections with [...]
In the end, it’s not about the food. Giving thanks. I thought about making a list. But my list is too long; my time is too short; my heart is too full. Happy Thanksgiving! Gobble gobble.
For reasons beyond my control, we’re not making our annual pilgrimage to the east coast for Thanksgiving. I’ve been hearing from my sister and her family how much they’ll miss us. And while I’m sure they mean it, there will be benefits to our absence. Mostly financial——without me and Daniel around, they only need to [...]
…..about working with the hands being the cure for the soul…. I’m revising that… after watching Curb Your Enthusiasm last night. I loved it. If you saw the finale, you’ll get my title. Even if you didn’t, you’ll get my point. Which is that the cure for the soul isn’t always in your hands. Sometimes [...]
Finally—it’s not about food. Though I’m writing this after spending the day in the kitchen baking ten loaves of pumpkin bread. I used to be mystified when I’d hear people claim that baking or cooking is how they “relax.” Were they kidding? All I got out of today—-if you don’t count the calories—was what I [...]
Not that kind of pumped: MY kind of pumped— as in pumpkin bread. Yeah, I’m talking food again. Can’t help it; it’s that time of year. Just a few days before Thanksgiving; by now my sister’s already baked and frozen a dozen loaves of pumpkin bread. The first one is always waiting when [...]
Every journalist has a moral obligation to accuracy in reporting. Even as the gold standard, the New York Times occasionally makes a mistake. And there’s always some alert reader to call it to the paper’s attention. Well, I’m far from the New York Times. I don’t do fact-checking. Don’t have an editor. Don’t have two [...]
