when the fun runs out the books step in

On Sunday morning. long before the sun had awoken, the Foeges (including Baby), Mr. White, and I piled into the car and headed south of I-80 toward Missouri (pronounced Miss-OR-e, not miz-ER-e).  Karen had unexpectedly flown home from Ecuador for the week (there was a funeral to attend) and Sunday was an ideal opportunity to [...]

living in the moment/the not quite yet

This street is full of people who had a passion and decided to do something about it.  It is full of small business started by people who love what they sell–shoes, their personally designed clothing, coffee, pizza, stylists, bulk tea, cooking classes, custom framing, art work, obscure books, wine, “designer” flowers, an Irish pint, and–best [...]

on the road again

I’m going to be honest: I had only run once since the half-marathon.  I can feel it in my legs…and moreso, I can feel it in my waist-line.  I can give you a thousand excuses why I hadn’t made an effort to get out before the sun, but this week I couldn’t take it anymore.  [...]

“I have both those things!”

I had a miserable day yesterday due to an error (that was wholly mine) that I made at work.  I was frustrated and embarrassed and knowing that Jake and I had plans for the evening, I sent him a message: “Bad day.  I need you and tiny cakes.”
At 5pm the city was lively and warm [...]

Something so small is so very big

He never really wanted to be a dad.  Especially not now, after he’d worked so hard to get his life in order and things, though difficult, were finally going right.  He’d been more vocal about this lately–to the point that it had ended a relationship he’d deeply given himself in.  And feeling even more empty [...]

losing one’s hair on the wedding day

I wish I could express to you how beautiful such moments are.
My my uncle, Fr. Dan, does it justice. Take a moment to listen.

because you speak to my very being

Can’t afford it.
Can’t help it.
We‘re going.

A-do-run-run

If you aren’t a runner might I suggest starting tomorrow.  The weather is ideal for a morning run.  The leaves are so brightly colored and cover the neighborhood streets, both above and below.  I find myself longing to stop and jump in the piles or pull the big yellow blanket that abounds up around me.  [...]

lime and frozen, please

I failed to mention that I went home this past weekend. I gave my mom and dad strict orders a number of weeks ago NOT to change their usual Friday ritual of the local mexican place and margaritas.
They did not. And it was a superb night, with great times had by all.
I like [...]

downing without drowning

Once when we were in Rome and about to climb the many many stairs to the top of the Vatican I had much prefer the idea of napping to stair climbing.  Knowing me all to well, Stephanie asked if I’d like some of her water.  I drank the whole bottle.  Just like that.  It was [...]