February may just be my new favorite f-word. (Fortunately, it’s not in competition for my favorite four-letter f-word.) It’s never been one of my favorite months, though; quite the opposite. February is cold. It’s dark. It’s unpredictable. The potential for snow and ice and other inclement weather lingers, taunting and tormenting with its bluster. Consequently,Continue reading “Turning The (Calendar) Page …”
Tag Archives: Caretaking
Present: To Be Or Not To Be?
I was invited to a retirement dinner tonight. My first instinct was to decline. The excuses would have been good enough — mom, multiple (unexpected) deadlines, the fact that Chelsey has already covered for me one night this week — but they were just that: excuses. The truth is that it would have been moreContinue reading “Present: To Be Or Not To Be?”
Dirty Word, Starts With S …
Snow. It’s one of the dirtier four-letter words in a New Englander’s vocabulary. Actually, allow me to amend that: It’s one of the dirtier four-letter words in an adult New Englander’s vocabulary. And the farther north you go, the truer this is. (Says the Southern New Englander.) Kids love the stuff — or at leastContinue reading “Dirty Word, Starts With S …”
Sometimes A Bundt Pan Is Not Just A Bundt Pan …
There’s a bundt pan in the sink. It’s been there since before Christmas, when mom and I did our holiday baking. We’ve done countless rounds of dishes since then and yet there the pan remains. I’ve rinsed it a handful of times. Added dish detergent and left it to soak. Even scrubbed it with aContinue reading “Sometimes A Bundt Pan Is Not Just A Bundt Pan …”
Chunky: It’s Not Just An Adjective!
It all began with a Kit Kat bar. Or at least I thought that it did. My mom and I were driving to the hospital the other day when, without provocation, she turned to me and said, “Kit Kat,” with a gleam in her eyes that only the promise of junk food can elicit. IContinue reading “Chunky: It’s Not Just An Adjective!”
The Joy-Seekers
Just call us the Joy-Seekers. On January 1, my mother and I began keeping a collaborative joy journal — The Book of Joy Journal: A 365-Day Companion by the Dalai Lama and Archbishop Desmond Tutu (with Douglas Abrams). Mom was resistant at first. Rolling of eyes. Exasperated sighs. That look that seems to convey oneContinue reading “The Joy-Seekers”
Write Away / Write A Way 