This is a bit off the beaten path as far as my writing usually goes here. I suppose it’s part guilt, part foreshadowing and a touch of focus-deficit. We moved. Kindergarten is over. Soldiers are dying. Young. I have this beautiful life with three daughters, a loving husband and ripples of family and friends that surround us. It [...]
Thursday, May 21, 2009
I am still reeling a bit from the news. I keep thinking, “How long did they know?” “Did they know when I was giving my presentation?” “Did they know when he sent me that email?” “Did they know in the days that followed?” And then it twists and my pondering gets ugly. Angry. “Did they listen down the hall?” “Did they [...]
Friday, May 8, 2009
Sean can tell the story better, but as he doggedly pursued me in the summer of ‘99, taut abs rippling beneath a worn, white t-shirt, I spat something to the effect of, “Why don’t you go find yourself another crush, an apprentice or something.” At the Williamstown Theatre Festival many of the apprentices were indeed [...]
Saturday, February 21, 2009
A while back I wrote a post that prompted someone to write to me about a site called Grace in Small Things. She said that based on my post, it might be something I’d like to be a part of— a place where the focus stays on the things we can be grateful for, the [...]
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I have been admittedly MIA. Sorry. I’ve been busy…flubbing my lines. As an apology, I give you, the SaraBear Company outtakes*. Created amidst much chortling and guffawing by none other than my Sean.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
*Title is a play on words, props to the ladies at BabyLegs, Fin caused a sensation in her two pairs! And thank goodness we had them. Twain was right about San Francisco: “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” Finley is seriously the best traveling companion ever. She went so far [...]
Monday, April 21, 2008
Ok, so here it is in a nutshell: The bathroom sits, tub and surround in place, with pipes waiting to be set and connected. John the plumber never called. My contractions have stayed quiet whilst we have toiled on the house. Tomorrow we are going to the plumber first thing. Mama is going to work the ever-loving-heck out [...]
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
There is nearly an entire wall of glass, beyond which there are oddly industrial yet romantic fire escape ladders. The sun pours in, washing the entire space in a honey glow. Beneath the window is a run of pipe, shuttling hot air from the radiator to and fro across the back wall, above it runs [...]
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Today, I slipped on the supermom suit. For one moment I felt like the kind of mom who sends thank you notes, bakes cookies and delivers them in seasonally appropriate bags and vessels to all the neighbors. For one afternoon I watched my girls through blurry eyes as tears of relief, satisfaction and delight streamed [...]
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Last night was the big, fancy annual event I put together for the Chamber. The decorations, purchased on a shoestring budget, looked magnificent, the girls were happily ensconced in a Governor’s Suite at The Sagamore with Nana and Ciocci Jeannie and standing on Sean’s arm, he in a dashing brown suit and me in [...]
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