Archive / 2012

June 19, 2012

Re Set the mess

  Dear Oliver and Leo,  I hope you are having a wonderful day at camp. I am writing to explain to you some changes we are going to be making around our house. Arriving home today I found toys in the driveway, shoes, bathing suits and crackers in the front hall, art supplies, dishes, toys, shoes, clothes and sports equipment in the kitchen, snacks, toys, wii remotes, open cabinets, clothes in the family room, pjs, and toys in the living room, bedding, clothes, toys and bathing suits in our Read more […]

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June 18, 2012

Do you want to hear about my diet?

One of you wrote me an email and said you would read anything I wrote. For which I reward you with a post about my diet. To the rest of you…see you in 18 months. We spent the weekend on the cape with my mom. After talking about kids baseball, camps, school, family friends, Steve’s work, brewing, Istanbul, the new kitten, new fabric for vintage furniture, and how beautiful it was there she asked about me. How about you? How are you? What are you up to? What am I up to? Well I am very busy not Read more […]

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June 13, 2012

New babies

I am not someone that loves babies. (except yours of course) I loved my own only in the way nature intended…to keep them alive. I know there are people out there the opposite of me, they love the baby heads, and cooing, and falling asleep. I look forward to the back talk myself. The toddler fits, and school aged know-it all ness. I like the self that emerges after babies stop being babies. Chatting with a friend this morning who just opened her second business she compared these early business Read more […]

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June 7, 2012

The hard stuff- honesty and depression

So I write about things like career crisis, and social anxiety, and people’s innate behavior. Sometimes I write about parenting. I write with honesty. I don’t have another choice. It is just the way it works when you don’t really have a filter. In any case I think it is time to write about something even more honest than career confusion. Depression. Many of my close friends know I battle depression because when they ask me how I am doing in a casual chatty way I answer with a more disclosure Read more […]

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June 6, 2012

Reluctant Love

I bought a dog to get a guy. Before that I built a bar. But I met too many men, and not the right kind. So I got a mutt. A medium brown dog and we set off after staff meeting but before dinner service every day when the employed people would be there. For a while it was dog park oddballs, calling each other “Roscoes mom” and talking incessantly about onidience training and raw food. I would stand by the fence, for the first time in my life the quiet one while Buckley sniffed, peed and did other dog Read more […]

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May 21, 2012

Un- May Day

Today was a gorgeous day in Shelburne VT. I “got” to spend the afternoon at Shelburne Farms watching my five year old dance around a May pole. Despite the fact that the school event was from 1:30-3:00 on a Monday afternoon 75% of the kids had parents in attendance. The event had just the right amount of organization, and a good snack. All should have been great. Yet…watching 5 classes wind the may pole to the same 2 songs, then 4 of the 5 classes unwind the may pole to reset for the next class Read more […]

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April 11, 2012

Shopping for a living (part 2)

What is work? Yeah, yeah- exerting force on an object to make it move from a—>b. I mean, what is meaningful work? Work that pays? Work that creates collegiality? Work that changes the world? Work that delineates your status? Work that proves your competence? So many freaking question marks. I expected it would be all of the above. Plus original, creative, and fun. But only as a bonus. To really count of course you need a field. So that you can be at the top of it. And ideally a professional Read more […]

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March 19, 2012

Hot button topic

Do kids count? Pretty much the universal response (mostly private and at least one public) to my last blog post has been to remind me of my (beautiful, precious, lovely, delectable…) sons. Yes they are all that. I love them. I have never considered them a part of me though. They are part of my life. The biggest part most of the time, but not part of me. As my kids get older, advocate more for themselves and their interest, challenge the ways of the world, I connect more with them. I loved them Read more […]

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March 8, 2012

Up next.

I don’t even want to go into my office. Sometimes I think of the plants (probably dead) and the books (waiting to be read )and feel sad. Most of the time I just feel an antimagnetic repulsion. Some dense air pushing me away from Main street, towards coffee shops and cafes. It was a place of calm and focus and then one day it has morphed into a place I can’t step foot in. You know what this means? A career change. I spent an hour this morning at 156 Saint Paul street in the shell of the restaurant Read more […]

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