So it’s been a kerfuffle of a week. Let’s take on the Internet bit, shall we? It all began when The Atlantic published Anne-Marie Slaughter’s
Taken Saturday morning before the P-rade. It. Was. Glorious. Congratulations to graduates, and their parents and siblings, everywhere.
Today I shall don a horrible costume, sweat through rain-threatening heat, and suffer crowds in the thousands. Mostly, I”ll love it. Princeton Reunions weekend is
My mother, and me, some time in the 1950s, wearing cardigans. Tomorrow’s is Mother’s Day in America. I find that mothering never grows old, that
My son graduates from college in June. Oddly, I’m not overwhelmed by the usual “Where Has The Time Gone, Only Yesterday He Had No Hair.”
Come Christmas morning, I had no salsa. Let’s back up. I’ve been hosting Christmases, and Thanksgivings, and dinner parties, on and off for 30 years.
The boy child has a job. Well, to be precise, my 21-year old son has accepted an offer. The job will begin a few weeks
Today Cara’s twins have their first birthday. Cara is one half of the wedding photographer duo, Lillian and Leonard. She also writes the blog Peonies
It’s the weekend before Hallowe’en. My son sent me a photo of himself in costume. I think he’s a hammerhead shark, although I can’t be
And, just like that, my son has gone back to New Jersey. His sister picked him up and brought him to her apartment, my father
Those of you battling teenagers, stop briefly, and let gratitude course through your body. Crazy? I live in the world of adult children, and I
The Hostess of the Humble Bungalow started it. She posted her kitchen sink view here. Then Mette joined in, from Finland, here. How much time
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