Yes, it is that time of the year when we examine our lives, our bodies, our decisions and relationships and ask ourselves questions, many questions. The need and pressure to make a change on January 1st each year can be daunting, overwhelming and sometimes not attainable. This morning I was reading through my morning briefing from The New York Times and came across a great article, The Only Way to Keep Your Resolutions written by DAVID DeSTENO and posted online…
Seven days, seven photos of your daily life in black and white. No people, no explanation, challenge a friend to join every day. After Amelia showed me how to take a black & white picture on my iPhone, I began posting new shot each day. It dawned on me today how different yet somewhat clearer the image in a black & white picture can appear. The starkness at first is almost offensive. The absence of the vibrant colors in the…
Good morning. Yes, I said, “good morning”. I woke up my usual time this morning ready to go to the gym but instead, I was feeling the effects of a wonderful culinary experience from the night before. Do you like how I said that, the effects of a wonderful culinary experience? That is code word for a food hangover. Chip and I along with my best friend Shelly and her husband Ronnie signed up for a cooking class at a…
I picked up my mother this morning to run some errands together. She was waiting for me, in the driveway because she never wants to make anyone wait. On a good day, my little Italian mom is 4 feet, 11 inches down from her 'fighting height" of 5'2". Getting herself into an SUV is both entertaining and somewhat concerning. Today it was a little of both. She settled into the seat and clicked in the seat belt. I don’t think…
In a week or so, you will have the pleasure of living with my son Jack, just as I was honored to host your daughter Charlotte, and her friend Alina. These girls became part of our family from breakfast morning talks over Pop Tarts to t-shirt shopping at the Gap. As the days quickly passed, we all fell into a routine and my heart soon fell in love with them. When the bus pulled out that Sunday morning, I cried right…