Loving New York
The dreams are starting again, sooner than I expected. In this dream, I board an overnight flight across the county and start a fresh day in New York City. Ascending the cracked, smelly
Second Acts
I wouldn’t mind being Ina Garten in my next life—a queen of simple, delicious cooking and entertaining whom Tina Fey suspects is only a figment of middle-aged women’s collective imagination.
Blues
Last weekend I spent most of my time in bed, or so it felt. I couldn’t muster the spirit to be a housekeeper, a cook, or a mom to either my pets
I've Got to Admit It's Getting Better
My son has reached a lot of development milestones this year, but one of my favorite is that he’s willing to sit down and watching baking shows with me. He decided to
At the River
I went to the river alone. I’d asked my kid if he wanted to come with, and he didn’t, which might have been the best outcome that day. I needed quiet.