This is not new news. In fact, I have blogged about my loathing of gyms in the past. (Click here.) Right about the time of that 2011 blog post, I rediscovered running. I had sworn off of it in high school, thinking any running that did not include something like a basketball in front of you, or a field hockey stick ... Read More »
Category Archives: Stories we tell
PATIENCE, MY DEAR
True to my Northeastern US upbringing, I tend to want things to happen now, if not yesterday. A common expression in our house when the kids were young was “Chop! Chop!” It could have meant “If you don’t eat that last shrimp on your plate right now, I just might!” Or maybe it meant “Bedtime was 2 minutes ago!” Or even “Let’s ... Read More »
THE STORIES I WRITE IN MY HEAD
We are almost a year and a half out of our home, the place where we started our lives together, raised our children, and buried our dogs. Our new digs give me a new route to the office every day. Whereas before I drove through bucolic countrysides, I now slog through some heavily trafficked but residential areas, and then the dreaded, please-don’t-make-a-left-turn, ... Read More »
INNOVATIVE BRILLIANCE OR SHORT-SIGHTED PRESENTATION?
My Wine Business class has ended, but it has sparked an ongoing curiosity about business decisions that are made regarding wine. Whereas before I could spend a good hour trolling the aisles of the local liquor store, looking at bottles and thinking about what I might like to serve with dinner that specific night, I can now spend an entire ... Read More »
PERFECTLY IMPERFECT
There’s a photograph that was taken on Monday of my sister and me. We’re sitting on the stern of a vintage 1950s Chris Craft boat and it captures a moment of extreme privilege: a warm, sunny day on Lake George, a boat occupied by some of our nearest and dearest, nothing to do but talk, drink, swim and tan. Sarah ... Read More »
KEEPING YOUR COOL
Although I was born in British Columbia, Canada I would say that I grew up in the heat of Delaware summers, where the temperatures routinely spiked upwards of 90 and the humidity ensured that everything was soft and limpid by 11 a.m. In Harper Lee’s novel To Kill A Mockingbird (do not even get me started on Go Set A ... Read More »
HERE COMES THE BRIDE
My sister got married on June 27th. Last week, my Facebook feed informed me that she had changed her name from Sarah Bowers to Sarah Ellsworth. There had been some teary-eyed moments preceding Sarah’s wedding, not to mention during the ceremony (apparently, you could hear me sniffling all the way at the back of the church) and afterwards at the ... Read More »
I CAN’T REMEMBER YOUR VOICE…
The realization was startling. I was watching a fantastic thunderstorm on the west coast of Florida. When thunderstorms roll through, I look for the best viewing spot, windows that give the widest view possible. The booms and the flashes of light bring on ooohs and aaahs like a child at the circus. I am giddy with the show. This love of thunderstorms has a ... Read More »
G(R)ASPING AT MEMORIES
Change. Exciting. Terrifying. Distressing. Unavoidable. If you haven’t met Sierra, then let me tell you that we have perhaps the sweetest yellow lab on the planet. She came to us through a rescue organization, and has seemed grateful to us ever since. With this little girl, we never needed the electric fence; she wasn’t leaving our sides. She never barks ... Read More »
PURL ONE, KNIT ONE
I can distract myself a thousand different ways depending on what actually needs to get finished. Paperwork for barVino? I guess I should clean. Vacuuming and mopping on the to-do list? Then obviously I need to organize the kitchen pantry instead. Piles of laundry to iron? Definitely time to start test baking desserts for the restaurant. Need to get back to writing ... Read More »