The Wink

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 [...]

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 [...]

Sea Change

I am admittedly bad with history and geography, like Leno-stupid-people-bad or “Are you smarter than a 5th grader?” bad. It’s embarrassing and something that needs to be remedied before the girls are old enough to realize mom’s kind of a ditz. Luckily little things like floor size puzzles of the United States I no longer [...]

Crack’n the addle

Back in the saddle seemed so dull, so you get crack’n the addle or jumping into 2009 with a clear head, an open heart and a touch of the smart ass. Oh, and another thing as I come into the tail end of my 35th year, there is going be a bit more self-love, self’s [...]

Rear View Mirror Confessions

After Briar was born I rigged both visors and the rear view mirror so that I could see her. Three different angles, if I could have figured out a fourth I would have done it. When Avery came along, and then Fin, there was even more to watch. The other day, I was driving and [...]

Still got it, jack ass

Hey tall guy at the grocery store, I want to thank you. I didn’t expect much more from my frantic lunch hour grocery store trip than milk with dinner. Your dramatic, rubber necking turn out of the peanut aisle and over to the dairy section where I was standing was unexpected. It was really kind of [...]