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  • I Love My Job

    I spoke at orientation at the start of the semester two weeks ago. It’s so fun to be part of the happy and nervous energy of the day. Our campus mascot, Chip, stopped by to greet the students and families. I love Chip. Yes, I understand that inside that grimy costume is a student. But […]

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  • Same Friend, Different Blessing

    Earlier on this blog, I shared “a friend’s blessing.” I will see that friend tomorrow, so she is on my mind. Here’s another one from her: In the fray of everyday life, may you embody your true nature. I catch myself repeating this instruction, like a song lyric stuck on repeat in my brain. With […]

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  • Who Said That?

    Son #2 was home for a few days from NYC. I asked him what the strangest or funniest or scariest (which I added reluctantly because who wants to know that? not this mama) thing he has seen in the subway. I follow Subway Creatures on instagram; I know there is strange stuff to be seen: […]

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  • A Sandwich

    These two people have something important in common. Aha! you say, the Yankees caps. Nope. The grandson couldn’t give a fig about the Yankees. Grandpa lent him the cap for for a day of fun at the ballpark. Grandson could give a fig about Grandpa’s Rule for such outings: Eat Whatever You Want. And it […]

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  • The Luckiest Men Alive

    When I introduce him to one of my friends, DH has been known to exclaim, “I am the luckiest man alive!” Apparently this form of introduction makes quite an impression on people. The new acquaintance finds it charming and such a sweet thing to say. Me? How do I find it? Laden with subtext. Here’s […]

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  • There Is Now

    It’s almost prohibitively embarrassing to cite the source of this story. Almost, but not quite. It’s from Robert Fulghum’s book Uh-Oh. Robert Fulghum, the minister who wrote Everything I Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten. There, I said it. The story is about schoolboy Norman. Norman’s class was putting on a performance of Cinderella. […]

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  • Bad Bad Beef

    This phrase was the wifi password at a friend’s house. A nerdy friend. Why is this nerdy, and not, say, vegetarian? Bad bad beef uses only the first six letters of the alphabet. In hexadecimal, badbadbeef is 802549513967. Fascinating. The last few days, the phrase is on repeat in my head. Tuesday night I cooked […]