If you've been following the serial about our house, then consider this post an intermission. Several friends have sent questions asking about the series, and I thought I'd step in and answer those, while also sharing the usual monthly tidbits and recommendations before the month of July evaporates. Tomorrow we'll return to the surprises in … Continue reading A few things: July 2020
Here is the friends' plan: The beach, a budget, split costs; Three girls, one mother. I waited to act, thinking they might lose interest. But they persisted. [Leaving home brings a familiar anxiety: What if the world ends?] Long miles of highway, Some chatter and snacks. Music. They sleep, and I drive. It's like old … Continue reading Beach haiku.
The inconvenient issue with my knee, the pop I heard while playing tennis with my son a month ago, turned out to be a torn meniscus. As a result, I'm unable to do many things I'm used to doing, and I have to do other things instead. Like sit my fat ass in a chair … Continue reading A few things: April 2019
The advice, you'll recall, was this: You want them when they're little, but they need you when they're big. That's from my friend Barbara, admonishing me at the time (I was 7 months pregnant with my now-17-year-old son) to find excellent child care, throw myself into high-paying work, and save the "flexible hours, work from … Continue reading A few things: October/November 2018
When last we were together in this sort of month-in-review (month-in-preview), listicle way, it was the end of May. Hydrangeas were in bloom, tomatoes were still just tiny yellow flowers (if that), I was preparing for some big changes in my work-work, I had just re-booted Larksome Goods as a stationery and paper goods start-up, … Continue reading A few things: September 2018
Looking back over the past 12 months, the way December beckons that kind of review, one encounter stands out as perhaps the best thing to happen to me in this terrible, wonderful year. I was having lunch with a philanthropist friend, trying (badly) to make a case for funding the nonprofit agency where I've worked … Continue reading A few things: December 2017
I crave the mountains. Right up until the minute I set foot on a beach.
Last we were together (three weeks ago? four?), we were talking about seeing and being seen. You are thinking, perhaps, that my memory is dodgy, that I've forgotten about the Frye boot story in between. What you don't know is that I wrote the letter to The Frye Company at the end of February, weeks … Continue reading I know a mama.
