the beauty of an ordinary life
First, I should clear up a few loose ends, because things have been a bit disjointed around here lately. A few of you are wondering, because a few of you have asked me directly, how my writing is going, if I'm still working on any of the books I've mentioned starting. So, here's something I … Continue reading Woman versus food.
Stay for dinner, I said often in the early days, though much less frequently of late. I have been busy, preoccupied, blue. Stay for dinner, why don’t you? There’s plenty to share and we’d love to have you, I said, peeling pears and mincing garlic, wondering if we’d actually have enough. I wish I were … Continue reading Company
This time last year, on a particularly stressful day, I challenged myself to a 30 minute free write. My task was to list, in no particular order, as many good things from 2013 as I could remember. Before I got to 10 I was feeling better and building momentum. By the end I was at … Continue reading 50 (ish) happy things from 2014.
Sometimes it's hard for me to believe in God. And before you run off worrying that I'm about to go all come-to-Jesus on you, understand that I long ago decided to believe what I believe, relinquishing any desire to control what you or anyone else might choose to believe. You've got yours; I've got mine. … Continue reading A certain lack of certainty.
"Roots and wings," my mother said at least 4,000 times when Margaret and I were growing up (and by "growing up" I mean our entire lives). The wings part was always directed toward me, as I was apparently timid and lacking independence in my early years (swear to God). Roots was aimed at my sister, … Continue reading Shouldering the weight of the words.
Sixteen years ago today, May 17, 1998, David Wells pitched a perfect game for the Yankees against the Minnesota Twins. He was the 13th pitcher in modern baseball to pitch a perfect game and the 15th of all time ever. I remember hearing the story on NPR the next day and being awed by his … Continue reading Remember what’s possible.
To all the children getting prepped and ready to endure the annual torture of standardized testing, remember this: You are not a number. True, at many points in your life someone write your name and pair it with a number: Weight. Age. Credit score. Aptitude. Tumor marker. Income bracket. Zip code. Max VO2. The pairing … Continue reading You are not a number.
I know. You're thinking, "dear God, another dog story?" No, actually. This is a post about breakfast. But it starts with a (short) story about a dog. One of our dogs has become a banana thief. I write "one of our dogs" as if I don't know full well that it's the dainty female chocolate … Continue reading Yes, we have no bananas.
jenny's lark 