Pillow Talk

   Checking out the conditions at our local ski mountain, I read, "Our groomers will be out laying down corduroy on 69 trails for your carving pleasure." NICE!, I think.  For a minute I imagine SnowCats spreading rolls, like the most automated of...

     The second day of the New Year got off to a good start - Restorative Iyengar yoga in the morning, recommitment to the diet that has been successful in 2012, (no gluten, no dairy, no sugar except sometimes wine) and then to one of my resolutions -...

       I sort of love the day back to work after the holidays. You get to say "Happy New Year!" to everyone for the next few days in your most upbeat voice. You are done with all the frantic celebrating and overconsuming. Even though you...

     I have two beautiful, brilliant, fantastic daughters who are, thankfully, remarkably confident and happy teenagers (well, pre-teen in the younger daughter's case, not that you'd know it). We moved to Vermont from New York for the girls'...

- Most of the bad things you worry about will never happen. Most of the bad things that do happen will never have crossed your worried mind. -      My friend Shari posted this status on Facebook 3 days after enduring surgery to remove a brain...

     The 10th anniversary of 9/11 has come & gone, marked this year with admirable restraint from the fear-mongering politicians who turned the attacks into their justifications for denying our civil liberties and going to war. I don't think I heard...

     I'm still recovering from the week last month when my husband was unfortunately away and I had to do ALL the driving. Living here in the middle of nowhere, VT, we spend an inordinate amount of time in the car, all day, every day, all over and...

 On the Saturday of Irene, I posted a picture of this pillow, called The Eye of the Hurricane, on the ShapeShiftas' Facebook page, with the caption, "This one's for you, Irene." I didn't mean to be irreverant, and I hope it wasn't me who angered the water gods....

     We heard starting about Saturday that maybe we were in for some snow.  It seems late,  the sap was already running, we were in mud boots, and the car was caked in the stuff.  Mostly the snow was gone, certainly along the roadsides...

     My older daughter is gorgeous, and endearingly, kind of a geek. Last summer, instead of going off to soccer camp or hanging out at the lake or pool, she chose summer school, to brush up on Algebra II, and went to Robotics camp. I'm amazed how...