March is upon us and I really needed to see something green. In fact, the green-ness of things catches my eye like the striking of a match in a cold, dark room. Fortunately, today is beautifully sunny and bright, and much of the snow has melted, which means that green is all around. It’s supposed to get up to 40 this weekend. I’m sure it won’t last, but this little patch of spring-time illumination is all it takes to bring my spirits up out of the frozen ground to bask for a while in the warm golden light.
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16Feb
In CategoryHobbies,
Sports
Byadmin
I can’t believe I am about to say this. I would have sworn that nothing like what I am about to say would ever have fallen from my lips. And yet, here it is. I like snowboarding. After years spent refusing to try anything requiring something strapped to my feet and a hill, my eyes have finally been opened to what other people seem to find so enjoyable. It has taken some time, but I am proud to say that after sticking with it through the bruises, the falls and a few tearful tantrums (thank you to my wonderful husband for enduring those), I have a completely new and positive outlook on snowboarding. There is one thing though, that has proven to be a major obstacle to my new found hobby: the devil chairlift.
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Just wanted to post a few more photos from our Florida visit. I am still basking in the glow of a wonderful week with family and great friends! These photos include our second dinner party at Corrie and Joan’s rented house and our lunch with Uncle Ken and Aunt Edith at their beautiful home. The last one is from the lovely dinner we had with friends John and Barb at my parent’s condo. My dad made homemade pasta, which was delicious! Funny how all our favorite gatherings revolve around food… Read more…
No snow. No hats or gloves. No scarves. Nothing below 60 degrees. This is happiness in February! We’ve spent the past few days in Florida visiting my parents in their condo. What a wonderful get-away from the cold northeast. We flew in on Tuesday and still have a little more time here to enjoy the weather and the company.
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The Red Tent by Anita Diamant
I recently recommended this book to a friend and in doing so was reminded of what a rare gem it is. I don’t think I had read even a paragraph in before I was struck dumb by the smoothness of Diamant’s writing. I don’t know how else to explain it. It was like poetry, if prose could be poetry. It was like floating ribbons of words carrying you effortlessly along the rolls and swells of an engrossing story. I often found myself stopping to read a sentence two or three times over, just to enjoy the sound of it in my ear, the feel of it in my mouth.
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The Holidays flew by just as fast as I knew they would. And considering we’re already in the middle of January, the trend appears to be continuing into the new year. But before we get too far along, I wanted to share some photos from the Holidays. Read more…
In early December my Gramma Florrie passed away. She was 94 years old and my last living grandparent. She was kind, and generous, witty and loved her family. At her memorial service everyone was offered the chance to share a few memories about her. I can remember visits to her condo in New Jersey, telling jokes to one another and rolling with laughter. She usually told the same jokes to me over and over, and I am not sure if it’s because she liked them so much or because I kept requesting them. But either way, our laughter will always be one of my most lovely memories of her.
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Tonight I will finally finish up the last of the gift-buying for friends and family! It actually wasn’t too bad this year. I started early, which helped make the season seem longer and less frazzled. I still managed to get down to the wire on a few things though. For who? I’m not telling!
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Have you ever had one of those dreams where something bad is happening, like a fire, and it seems so real that when you wake up you can’t shake the feeling that it was all just a dream? There is that fleeting moment between sleep and semi-consciousness when you can’t fully distinguish reality and you think there’s a very slight chance that what you were dreaming might actually be happening. Well, that happened to me a few weeks ago. Except after that bizarre moment of quasi-lucidity, the dream didn’t go away.
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Last year we started a tradition of cutting our own Christmas tree. We had so much fun that I could hardly wait for this year’s hunt for the perfect tree.
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