Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday since inheriting hosting from my parents years ago, before I knew I was gonna be it forever and would need a Thanksgiving grocery list in order to survive. Thanksgiving at our house is amazing. We host an all day celebration, starting with a local Newtown Turkey Trot 5k, then our famous family Capture-the-Flag game (more about that tomorrow), then back home for the Macy’s Parade and
I’m going to the Women’s March on Washington, but I not to protest this election. I am not fighting to have the electoral college overturned. Surprised? I am not conflicted over the fact that HRC won the popular vote and lost the electoral college. I will not petition or rally or protest this fact. Trump won and is president-elect. My biggest fear was this exact thing would happen, except in reverse.
What brings you great comfort? A glass of wine by a roaring fire? A nestling puppy on your lap and a book in your hand? A warm bed on a cold morning? Comfort food to warm your soul and fill your belly? Sunrises? Sunsets? Just the beach? At a recent writing workshop, the prompt was: What brings you comfort? And this is my answer: * You won’t believe what I
Blogging, which defined by the kathryn mayer dictionary as writing unpaid on-line, leads to many technical challenges not found when writing in a pleather-bound diary with a heart shaped lock, hidden deep under your mattress. I’ve been trying to add a video to a post for so long, my laptop risks being thrown against a wall. Plus, my MacBook is feeling its age, before the physical abuse, and moves slower
It’s the socks that did it. Lacrosse socks specifically, finally pushed a now 6’2 little brother in high school to say enough of his big sisters’ hand-me-downs. Enough. It’s not that we’re cheap, it’s just we have four kids and not a whole helluva lot of money. Or time. Or energy. Okay. We are a little bit cheap. Hand-me-downs save big bucks. When our kids joined a sport, any sport, we ordered the
There is a difference between protesting the validity of next president’s election and protesting the president-elect. I’m with the latter. Unless the system is rigged like sexual-predator-elect claimed relentlessly in campaign rants, he’s the winner. Thems the rules. Even if the system is rigged, by the time we figure it out, it’ll be 2020 and onto the next. But that doesn’t mean we need to go quietly into this dark regime. Which is getting more and more
I ran a marathon when I turned 4o only because I told people I was gonna do it. If I never said it out loud to real people who heard me, I would have bagged it when I was starving, tired, and my toenails were falling off. But I did it. It wasn’t fast, it wasn’t pretty, but I completed the NYC Marathon once, and it’s still one of the
Last year, I attended the Newtown Action Alliance/Newtown Foundation national vigil and lobby day to help families of gun violence victims honor with action. It was my first time in DC lobbying to end gun violence, and I was nervous about what to do and how to do it. I shouldn’t have been. All I had to do was be a friendly face amongst a hundred other friendly faces. And