Category Archives: Memories
Not Quite Right, Dr. Freud
In honor of reconnecting with my very best friend from childhood, here’s a post from 2012 about Doris and one of our favorite games. I hope she will forgive me for my deep, horrible secret: NOT QUITE RIGHT, DR. FREUD I was reminded the other day of Freud’s theory that by age six or so, …
Fair Fare
I don’t recall attending any country fairs when I was a little kid. Fairs are big in Connecticut. From August through October you can go to Terryville, Goshen, Hebron, Bethlehem, Harwinton, Berlin, Durham, Woodstock – and about a dozen more. Or you can travel up to Springfield, Massachusetts to The “Big E” – the Eastern …
I Missed The Train
(A reprise – one of my favorite posts from a few years ago) I Missed The Train The current heat wave reminds me of the first time I ever wanted to be a grown-up. Some kids can’t wait to grow up; but not me. I liked being a kid. I could not picture life without …
Growing Up
I have been reflecting on my lack of a summer vacation this year. I’m not complaining. We had a fabulous trip to Jamaica in March – which will satisfy us for a year at least. Maybe two years if we want to pay for that trip before we travel again. We have a beautiful yard …
Why I Don’t Read True-Crime Stories
It was the summer I was twenty. I almost wrote that I was home from college for the summer, but that year, I actually commuted to college so I was home all year anyway. So let’s just say that I was on summer break from school. And dreaming of the Fall when I would actually …
Cowboy Memories
It was my husband’s turn to choose which Sirius channel we listened to on our last ride. So naturally, he picked Willie’s Roadhouse – very old-fashioned country music. By very old-fashioned, I mean Grand Ole Opry old-fashioned. I mean twangy guitars and twangier voices. I mean boots and barefoot and nothing in between. I mean …
Happy Mother’s Day!
Enough sadness for this week, and for the past, and for the world. My goal in life is to laugh like my mother at 91: Happy Mother’s Day!
Not Having Children
Note: I wrote this essay fourteen years ago. This Mother’s Day, I find I am ready to share it. NOT HAVING CHILDREN I married when I was forty. It was amazing at that age how many people asked me if we were going to have children. No, I’d say, We’re not having children. What is …
Music Lessons
When I was a little girl, my mother told me, “You can do anything you want.” But she added a caveat: “You won’t be good at everything, but you can do everything.” This was such sane advice. And as a result, I always felt a level of calm security entering into anything new. I could …
Look On The Bright Side
Don’t you just love it when someone you think is pretty smart makes an observation that matches exactly an opinion that you happen to have? I so enjoy that validation. This week I was reading the latest post by Jenny Lawson, The Bloggess. (If you haven’t read The Bloggess, and if your taste runs to …
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