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Dash Away Fall
The leaves have mostly fallen from the trees. The hangers-on are starting to look a little forlorn–like desperate girls still at the bar for last call, vibrating with an embarrassing hope that it is hard to look at. In deference … Continue reading
Exhibit A, Your Honor
Sometimes I’m not sure it’s going to work out after all. I mean, we have been together 20 years, but sometimes my beloved says stuff that makes me wonder. Take this afternoon, for instance, I was casually mentioning to my … Continue reading
Autumn. . . and Galoshes
Every good person deserves a New England autumn. Even a bad person could quite possibly be redeemed by one. I think this at least once every day right now. I used to live in a place where the Indian Summers … Continue reading
Posted in Just Being Me, Travel
Tagged autumn, Connecticut, CT, fall colors, New England, Travel
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Ginger Tunes
There’s a note in my phone titled “Ginger Bands.” When a song comes through the car speakers (it probably says something about how old I am that I really wanted to say ‘comes on the radio’ even though I haven’t … Continue reading
Chicken Polo?
Yesterday, passing by a beautiful farm with a sign out front that read, “Polo Lessons” The Giant–Chicken lessons? What is this? The Colonel Sanders Culinary Institute? How can they remember 11 original proprietary spices if they can’t figure out how … Continue reading
In Memorandum
Toby “Fat Man” Eikleberry died Wednesday, August 19, 2015 after finally succumbing to forces of nature when when a long held crack in his butt separated from his tang and fell dramatically into a grill basket full of asparagus. He … Continue reading
Posted in confessions of the Weird and Unashamed, Just Being Me, Lick the Bowl
Tagged chefs knife, cooking humor, knife love
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Everything
I love the “everything” part of an everything bagel. I love it so much that, when I’m done smooshing the bagel part into my mouth and notice the “everything” that’s been left behind on the plate, I suck the remaining … Continue reading
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Tagged bagel, Everything bagel
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The Dishwasher is Evil
My children have been on vacation for a week and today marks the third–THIRD time that I have had to unload the dishwasher. With my OWN HANDS! I have also been forced to WASH the dishes and get up from … Continue reading
Mornin’
There’s no chance that I stayed up all night last night reading a trashy novel and eating an entire party size bar of chocolate in bed. Okay, there’s a slight chance. There’s also a slim chance that when I stumbled … Continue reading
Shameless Confessions of a Tactless Yogi
I do yoga. There. I said it out loud. See, the thing is, I wouldn’t go to yoga if I could help it. If I could find another way to eliminate the chronic pain in my neck and shoulders, help … Continue reading
Posted in confessions of the Weird and Unashamed, Just Being Me, Run Pam Run
Tagged Funny Yoga, Hot Yoga Funny, Yoga, Yoga Humor
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Teenagers and War
How do you teach children about war? In all cases a herculean task, I think that American parents have it both harder and easier than so many other cultures. Easier, because whichever path we choose, it’s voluntary for us to … Continue reading
The Holding Pattern and Review (Day 14–Last Day)
I am in a holding pattern today. We are waiting in Germany for there to be space available on a plane that is bound for the states and re-arranging suitcases bulging with souvenirs and dirty clothes (if I bought you … Continue reading
I Had Fun Storming the Castle (Day 13)
I was GOING to see a castle. That’s all there was to it. Now, I’m sure that there are better castles, bigger castles, castles with more to see, but none of them were on the path back to Ramstein, so … Continue reading
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Tagged Boursheid Castle, Travel belgium, Travel Luxembourg, Travel Teenagers
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Nazis and Freddie Mercury (Day 12)
Today we went to the sight of the Battle of the Bulge in Belgium. I was so thankful to the people of Belgium for the museum here. The museum told about the second World War from the perspective of a … Continue reading
Brussels with Poo Face (Day 11)
This blog should be about Belgium, and it is, mostly, but it’s also about compromise. My kids wanted to come to Brussels. We’ve already been to Brussels. Not that I didn’t love it the first time, I did. It’s just … Continue reading
Posted in Teenagers - one eye roll from certain death, Travel
Tagged brussels, travel with teen
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Now I Speak Dutch (Day 10)
My last day in Amsterdam started with an epic run. I wouldn’t say that the running itself was epic, so to speak, but the view? We crossed the street from our hotel to join the houseboats joyfully bobbing on the … Continue reading
Posted in Run Pam Run, Travel
Tagged amsterdam travel, Anne Frank House, Funny GPS, Speak Dutch, Van Gough Museum
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Taking my Teenagers to the Red Light District (Day 9)
Wow. I’m in Amsterdam. After a long day of driving, we were a little punchy by the time that we arrived at the hotel last night. After some pretty deep searching, we chose to stay at the Lloyd Hotel which … Continue reading
Posted in Teenagers - one eye roll from certain death, Travel
Tagged amsterdam travel
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Fun Germany Facts (Day 8)
Day eight was a little bit of a travel day again. Having made the decision to throw Berlin in the mix, we knew that there would be a couple of big driving days, but we weren’t sure if we would … Continue reading
Berlin….and Kicking Butt at Pac Man (day 7)
Our last day in Berlin dawned spectacularly hot and humid. I mean, sweat dripping off of your chin, mascara melting, crotch pot cooking HOT. After consuming the required Kaffee and pastry, we explored the city on foot and by bus … Continue reading
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