Dinner at 3. I make chipotle smashed sweet potatoes, which nobody likes. My mother calls the peppers chi-polt-ay beans, and we make merciless fun. After, poker chips and beer at the small round table in the room over the garage. Charlie Brown on the wide screen tv, Jack on the couch, attentive. Liam being passed…
Category: Holidays and Celebrations
THREE
ONE In the pre-dawn hours of a glorious October day, I got in my car and drove five minutes to the start of my first organized race. And then drove forty minutes looking for a parking spot. Who knew getting there an hour early was not early enough? In any case, after much travail I…
A Letter to a Young Bride on the Event of Her Engagement
In this picturesque corner of Central Park, an earnest young man made my sister the happiest of women. The subterfuge and sneaky underhanded dealings required to get my sister to New York City, let alone this particular carefully chosen nook of Central Park at exactly the right time, were sophisticated, and supported ably by this…
Eh-Wa! Chup-up! Where Are You!
And with an abrupt and unpleasant Monday, we return to our regularly scheduled programming from a fabulous week at the beach with The Professor’s Parents and The Professor’s Sister and The Niece. I’ll go ahead and reveal that we call these folks D.D. (or DeeDee, not sure how it should be spelled – deciding grandparental…
Memorial Day 2010
Memorial Day 2010 did not go as planned, but it was nevertheless a lovely weekend for all. Rain ruined the boys’ camping plans. We camp with my husband’s family every Memorial Day, and last year it rained, too, but we still went. MemDay Campout 2009 saw only an intermittent drizzly rain, we had a large shelter with…