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August 31, 2017

Does driving make you anxious?

Photo by Mike Wilson on Unsplash

She is tall and willowy. To talk to her I look up towards the Colorado sun. She has a small dog and a small-ish kid with very blue eyes and I am asking her about my face. Generously she overlooks the enormous bloody scab that I have created trying to solve the problem of a clogged pore. Instead she looks as I trace my finger over the splotchy brown areas that caused Leo to ask if I were turning into a giraffe. “No” I told him “I would have to be a whole lot taller.” Today I am feeling part optimist Read more […]

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July 6, 2016

There are lots of places like home.

Our time away from home was all about home. We started in Vermont. I was sort of crushed by it. Unlike last summer where Vermont was wearing its sunshine finery it was grey and chilly for most of this visit. Last year we went tubing on the lake, to outdoor concerts, and BBQs at the yacht club (whatever you are picturing when you read the phrase yacht club you are incorrect- it is quite un yacht like.) This year we shivered. Even so as we branched onto Falls Rd at 11pm past the literal country Read more […]

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May 9, 2016

Echoes- nothing really ends

the end of the echoes of music

For weeks I have been woken by a woodpecker. Sadly, not my husband’s. It sounds like construction inside my head, its knocking not quite rhythmic making it hard to sort out neatly into dreams. The sound echoes off of the strange slants of my bedroom ceiling entering my consciousness the way the bird enters the ailing tree. Awake earlier than we want my husband holds my hand and gives it a light squeeze. I feel a rush of pain and remember the injury I sustained rolling around on the floor at Read more […]

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April 11, 2016

The amazing Street Art of Italy

Bike street art in Florence

There is no question I loved seeing David. I even got a butt shot. After gelato and wine, crusty columns and Sistine ceilings the butt shot was the theme of my Italy trip. Not quite in a literal way.  As we strolled the Roman forum and were herded IKEA like through the Vatican Museum I was noticing the little acts of expression that added their visual voice to history. If the Ufizzi is the full frontal art scene of Florence, the graffiti in the corner is the butt shot. And I like butts. The street Read more […]

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March 25, 2016

Parents, Patience and roaming Rome

When this post goes live I will be in Rome with Steve, the boys, and my mom. I don’t know much about my time and internet access so I have have scheduled a few posts to keep my blog from staying stuck on a Monday… We are all getting excited. Oliver has packed his carry on…I have made multiple lists reminding me to gather my meds…Leo is talking plane snacks…Steve has printed maps and created spreadsheets of train time tables…my mom? She alternately texts me saying that we should “take Read more […]

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February 22, 2016

How to survive the real Colorado…carry a big stick

Cabin Dwellers The faces of our Colorado tour guides are earnest. We had just finished the tour of their cabin, walls festooned with Ohms and happy platitudes. There were spaces for yoga. Now we were outside. Our boys were about 20 feet up the incredible rock formations so my attention was about equally split between the hippy settlers, the huge and numerous piles of dog crap and the possible sound of a son crashing into paralysis. I look back to their faces, one eager like the enormous dog and Read more […]

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June 17, 2014

Denvurb

I wouldn’t say we have really arrived, but we are here. The house is both better and worse than I remembered. Worse in that the rooms are smaller, the window sills more rotten, the dead moths more copious. Better in that I can see my way through it. It is more than a putty/paint situation, but less than a tear down. This is my renovation wheel house. The neighborhood is putting on a show. It has been unseasonably rainy here although we haven’t seen a drop and everything is leafy and green. Read more […]

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March 17, 2014

From there to here.

I’m ending my quick trip to la this evening. When a friend texted to tell me it was -8 in Vermont I quickly called Steve to confirm. “Nooooo” he said. “Minus 10”. It was 90 degrees here yesterday. So 100 degree difference. That’s a big, round, significant number. Sunshine and warmth weren’t the only differences. Obviously. I got to use uber for the first time. And second. And third. I had a celebrity sighting. I had incredible 2 dollar tacos. I sipped iced tea instead of hot tea in the morning. Read more […]

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March 15, 2014

A long time ago…

We used to be friends. But I haven’t thought of you lately at all. Or rather I have thought of you almost every day for the last 8 months. Those opening lines are the Veronica Mars theme song. I have always been a bit of a tv junkie. During “sick” days as a kid I would mark up the TV guide (remember the TV guide?) with a full day of television, at times marking first through third choices. This was before TiVo, hell, this was before remote controls, and I would sit on my parents “big bed” Read more […]

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March 14, 2014

Why I have so many worms- A lifetime of early arrivals understood

After 40 years of being early to virtually everything in my life I finally figured out why I do it. Or maybe more like how than why. I drove out to drop off stage one of my document treasure hunt to my accountants office. I allowed myself 2.5 hours for the trip. Is my accountant in Albany? No. Colchester, but it often feels as far, particularly because it is not a route I travel regularly so I have to navigate on the fly. With this I can not be trusted. So I found the long way there, over ice Read more […]

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