Cooking, writing, writing, cooking

Today is prep day. In order to prevent myself from having a nervous breakdown tomorrow, today I have to not only get enough work done that I can more or less stay offline for the day (as running off to check my email when we have a houseful of guests might seem rude)...

Elsewhere, because I’m not here

So, as much as I would love to stay here and treat you to my standard prattling on about nothing, I cannot, today. For today is the day that I get to go repeat one of the more awesome experiences of my recent life. Whatever could it be? Am I going to recreate...

Always an adventure

I decided to have some quality time with the kidlets this weekend. DAMMIT. It seems absurd to me that we would need to schedule such a thing, but sometimes if I don’t make a mental and calendar commitment to it (complete with a mild expletive), it doesn’t...

Requiem for a babysitter

So, I keep wanting to tell you more about the gala—like that it was hosted by alums Deborah Norville and Deborah Roberts, who kept being referred to collectively by people like the president of the university as “the Deborahs,” which made me want to...

This is best part, anyway

Oh, I will have stories to tell about the Big Gala—including serendipitous seating next to a delightful woman I wished to tuck into my pocket and take home with me, except that I didn’t have any pockets so I had to leave her there—but they will have...

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