The Wink

Wa-da!

Despite the fact that “my kid says…” is generally only cute to the parents and the ass-kissing people in the lives of the parents, my kid says the cutest thing. Often. It’s really just this one that get me lately. Fin will walk into a room, throw her arms wide and sing, “Wa-da!” which is [...]

Shoots despite ice

We’re in the midst of the Adirondack winter. Late January always teases, making me think we’re rounding a corner, when really it’s just new waves of ice and snow. Mornings bleed together, dark and frigid, and then night comes.

Waffling Part 2

When last I wrote: I also peed. A little, tiny bit, but still. Pee. So I kept running, until… And so as I rounded the corner and began running in earnest, I realized just how raspy my throat was and a sense of panic almost set in as I wondered how long until I go water. [...]

Waffling Part 1

This is the first in a 2 part series of Saturday, the day I ran my first 10K.We were gathered in our kitchen quickly sharing a bite before heading to Saratoga for Open Mic Night at Caffe Lena. “Wanna do a 10 K with me this Saturday?” my friend asked me out of the blue [...]

Mad About My Man

I have been know to wax euphoric about being a mom. I’ve written reams on breastfeeding, the mom/dad equation, and milestones. I’ve shared what little wisdom I’ve gleaned from the journey of 2 to 5. I’ve achieved neither fame nor money for what I’ve done, but man, I’ve loved it. The friendships, the memories captured [...]

And, go!

I am all too aware of the inevitabilities of aging. I’m not talking about the lines that are at first paper thin and then later, like grooves in the yard, revealing the preferred trudging path. Or the shift in color, my morning, pre-shower and make-up face erring on the side of sallow as opposed to [...]

Can you roar?

A few weeks ago, maybe even a month now, I posted an entry on Facebook that had something to do with going for a run and feeling kick ass about it. That wasn’t it, but the point is that in the string of comments it turned into a big roar. Young friends, older friends, close [...]

Walk of Shame

I remember one morning leaving Sean’s apartment on Park Street someone called to me from the theatre- “Mott, doing the walk of shame, eh?” I was immediately red-face, but cocky at the same time. “You bet I’m doing the walk of shame, have you seen Sean? He’s a fucking Adonis.” I didn’t say it, but I thought it as [...]

I’m Saying It

There’s a reason the phrase, “getting up the nerve” exists. I think if we always had the nerve it’d no longer feel like nerve, it would just be. Not bold. Not brave. Just constant and with constants come the desire for change, no? Look at me overthinking and stalling while I try and work up [...]

Deal with it

That’s what he said, “Deal with it.” It hit me like a face full of ice water. “You are better in your sleep than most people are on their best day.” I tried not to be annoyed, not to roll my eyes and think, “Do you have to deliver the compliments in such an annoyed and obnoxious way?” He [...]