Last week it was my turn to leave. After nearly a week of single parenting, my husband came home, we spent the weekend as a family, then I was off in an uber to the airport, along with my sturdy old spinner suitcase, all weather computer tote, not quite noise canceling headphones, and enough music and reading to keep me busy through even the longest … Continue reading Curvy.
Dear Friends, I am on vacation. Real vacation. As in, sitting at the beach, drinking beer before noon, baring my belly to the elements vacation. (While hacking away at my never-finished-masters-thesis in quiet moments, of course, but vacation nonetheless). So as much as I miss talking to you all, I’ve decided to take the week off. I’ve got lots of posts all bottled up in … Continue reading Packing Tips from Toddlers
There is no better day of the week than the weekend. And there is no better kind of weekend than an almost universally observed long weekend – just enough people celebrating their extra day of freedom that you don’t feel lonely, not so many that you feel claustrophobic. This long weekend, though, was top to bottom one of the best I’ve had in a very, … Continue reading Weekenders.
Before our daughter was born, my husband and I took a lot of road trips. Granted, we travelled a lot in in those days, but road trips were something particularly us. He had an old Subaru Legacy with room for weeks worth of snacks, books, pajamas, dog food, and hiking gear, and every month or so we would load up the trunk and just head … Continue reading Cold summer days.
My runs this weekend made up for every run I’ve missed over the last two months. No more complaining – as usual, Marin County has cured me of all of my woes. This is what I saw at the beginning of the run: And this is what I saw at the end of the run: And this is what I saw through all the miles … Continue reading Give Me The Cure
I learned from a very young age that moving is life’s most reliable cure-all. If something isn’t going right, change it, and nothing says change like moving someplace new. If you don’t like your job, find a better one. If you don’t like your town, move to another state. There is no such thing as a move downwards, and there is no such thing as … Continue reading Motion Sickness
Those of you with small children (or those for whom the passage of time has not yet blotted out the memories of hard times of having small children) will understand how sometimes a vacation is not really a vacation. And those of you with the sort of jobs that don’t recognize the forty-hour workweek (or those for whom the accumulation of massive amounts of vacation … Continue reading Summer Vacation Blues
Greek Coffee. French Cigarettes. Aegean Sea. Long Lost Friend. Continue reading Where I would rather be right now:
One of the best things about being home is getting back into my running routine. A short run and a long run on the weekends, the just long enough 4.5-mile dark of the morning once or twice during the week. I started running when I was twelve or thirteen, plodding along next to my marathoner dad on the view-laden roads of the neighborhoods up around … Continue reading I miss running in the dark.
Overpacking… Tiny little travel cribs… No fun in the sun… Is vacation with baby really worth the work? Yes. Yes. And Yes. Continue reading Babycation?