Coach mom roadblock

We’ve kind of plateaued in Jack’s half marathon training. And by ‘plateaued,’ I mean stopped in our tracks. You knew this was going to happen, right? Fourteen year old says: “I want to run a half marathon,” he doesn’t mean: I want to run for weeks and months for what seems to be no particular reason. […]

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DIY or Don’t You Dare

A few weeks ago, Mike and I were shopping for an office desk. Actually, what we wanted wasn’t a desk, per se, but more of a cocktail table, for standing at the computer (with or without said cocktail), with room underneath for storage. We found one at a consignment shop. It was a shade darker than […]

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El jefe de la salsa

How I, sort of, finally made Argentine chimichurri. And Emeril wasn’t involved. Nine years ago I took off to gallivant around Buenos Aires, Argentina, leaving my husband home with our two very young boys The trip marked a turning point in my life – and it had nothing to do with testing Mike’s chops to care for a […]

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About this place

This Easter, like every other year, we packed up all the booty, the dog and a bunch of food we’d regret taking because there would already be too much, and headed out to Mike’s parents’ place. In good weather, it’s a forty-five minute drive on a rural highway notorious for aggressive drivers. The highway runs […]

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A little career counseling

Jack and I have had long conversations lately about potential careers. I remember the feeling I had at his age: like the whole world was a bunch of wrapped gifts on display, and I was waiting for Christmas. Anything could be in those pretty boxes under the tree. Except a horse. Not one of those […]

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Smells like mom spirit

Today Kurt Cobain will be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, 20 years and a couple of days after he took his own life at age 27. At the time, Nirvana’s music was only hovering somewhere on the edge of my perception. I’m not much into music, save for the stuff I […]

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My 100 Mile March

There’s a reason I didn’t raise my hand right away when our meeting leader asked if anyone had any fitness milestones they met that month. I didn’t want to be a jackass. In fact, I ran a total of 100 miles last month. Mostly ran. Really slowly. A little of it was walking. But it […]

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