Rome
Nov 28, 2017

Rome

Early June this year we went on a very brief trip to Rome. Boarded a plane via stand-by and devoured the city from Friday to Monday. I was 28 weeks pregnant, (as I write this I have a 7 week old cooing in her...

Hearty Blueberry-Oat Muffins
Feb 8, 2015

Hearty Blueberry-Oat Muffins

How we treat breakfast often changes based on our environment or situation. Travelling, it might mean the small yogurt cups on ice and a banana from a fruit basket in the hotel lobby. Perhaps it’s the box of granola...

Wherever You Go
Aug 10, 2014

Wherever You Go

I am writing this from sunny Orlando. Come 3pm on-the-dot, this will turn into stormy Orlando, with dark horror movie skies and rain streaming down windows, claps of thunder followed by long bursts of lightening...

Content.
Jun 22, 2014

Content.

If you had told me a year ago that I would be where I am right now I’d look at you, wide-eyed, in a daze of disbelief and then hug you really hard once it had all nestled in. I’d thank you for sharing the good news...

Say Goodbye.
Aug 19, 2013

Say Goodbye.

I have been sad for awhile now. There are usually signs leading up to a relationship’s end. Distance, frequent fighting, loss of appetite, and then when it finally happens….when the inevitable culminates to ‘the...

Restaurant Junkie
Mar 13, 2013

Restaurant Junkie

Just so you know, when you eat out or order in for a full month your wallet shrinks and your waist-line bulges. It may be fun and relaxed during that time. The feel of a menu in hand may become second nature....

But Perfect is so Boring
Feb 5, 2013

But Perfect is so Boring

A couple Sundays ago something was awry. The day I awoke to was calm and gorgeous. Sometimes Chicago winds are ruthless. They can be musical against the ornamental curves of these old buildings, but in the winter,...

A Very Brand New Year.
Jan 5, 2013

A Very Brand New Year.

“Year’s end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.” Hal Borland I sort of lost sense of myself at the end of the last one. Not writing makes...