This past weekend Dave raced in the Philly Sprint Triathlon. My oldest friend Lisa also competed as part of relay in which she had the hardest part (IMHO) – the half mile swim in Philadelphia’s Schuylkill River. I was a cheerleader and very thankful to watch as the course was identical to the SheRox Tri [...]
I’m feeling old. Partly because people exactly my age keep turning up dead in their beds (see: Michael Jackson, Billy Mays). Partly because my thumbs hurt a lot and I have to wonder, it is the rheumatiz? But mostly I feel old because I love hydrangeas, and I have lots of them dotting my garden. As any mid-century-American [...]
I have very little sympathy for the girl who recently had 56 stars tattooed on her face only to regret it after the fact. But I cry crocodile tears for her mother. To say that I make assumptions about people with excessive tattoos would be a fair statement. I’m not suggesting that my stereotyping is [...]
The doorball rang the other morning. Very exciting – it was Fed Ex. Bummer – it was for Malcolm. Wait, why would Malcolm be getting an urgent envelope via Fed Ex? When our 12-year-old climbed down from his bunk bed two hours later, he excitedly ripped open the tab, only to groan in disappointment. “It’s from the [...]
There were more than a few moments this past weekend when we questioned the sanity of our actions. It all revolved around the rain, which has been pervasive in the Northeast U.S. for the last several weeks. Still, we had planned this camping trip a few months ago with our friends, Doug, Mo and their kiddos and [...]
Every year when Wimbledon rolls around, I am reminded of one of the greatest travel coups of my life. In 1985, my parents pulled up stakes, left Mid-Missouri, and went to England for six months. They rented a flat in Henley-on-Thames, tootled around the UK in a little car they bought, and had a ball learning [...]
I broke the news to Dave early on Friday as we were packing to go camping over the weekend. “Uhhhhh, just so you know, I didn’t get you squat for Father’s Day.” This time I meant it. Other times I have asked him gently to expect nothing on his birthday, our anniversary, or Father’s Day [...]
I for one am very tired of the word “cougar” to describe older woman who track down and pounce on younger men. First of all, is there anything really wrong with that? And second of all, is there an equivalent word for men who stalk and bag trophy wives? “Horndog” isn’t quite specific enough. “Donald [...]
I didn’t cry when Noah graduated from 5th grade on Tuesday. Like my comrade Kim who was there for her son, I just wasn’t feeling it. And I’m a crier so I had to ask “Where were my tears of _____________?” (insert favorite emotion here). I was happy to be there to see his [...]
For the last 180 days, Malcolm informed us, he has been working very hard. At school. Certainly not at home. We agreed that yesterday, when school ended in the late morning, he could have his buddies over to blow off some steam. An impromtu backyard bacchanal was planned. It began with a lunch of pizza, fruit salad, and Coke. Two [...]
