Month: April 2012

  • Will Swim for Donuts

    So, yesterday’s swim lesson didn’t go so well. Given that this is our fourth attempt at it I was prepared and ready for battle. Once a week I treat my son to a few munchkins at Dunkin Donuts.  He knows this and it always asking if it’s munchkin day. When I tell him it IS,…

  • Room of The Day

    I love a space that doesn’t take itself too seriously!! Photo credit: J.Savage Gibson

  • And it only got better from there, folks…

    If you read my post from Friday you’ll know that our weekend trip to Quebec didn’t get off to the best start. We resigned ourselves to trading the unseasonably warm, sunny Boston weather in favor of the cold damp April days Quebec offered because we were excited to see my husband’s cousins. It’s an annual…

  • How to Ensure You Won’t Be Invited Back

    We are quite possibly the worst house guests EVER. We’re up in Quebec visiting family and the unthinkable has happened.  Yes, our four  year old has pooped himself. In bed. Someone else’s bed.  Someone else’s bad with white sheets and a fluffy white duvet with NO COVER on it. At 6:00 in the morning.  Poop…

  • The Year I Almost Ran Boston

    I should be feeling sore -painfully sore -and drained today.  And I do- but it’s all mental instead of physical.  Because yesterday I was SUPPOSED to run the Boston Marathon.  I’ve been training for months, and anticipating the day for much longer than that.    As an avid recreational runner who loves running races (though I’ve never…

  • Cookie Daze

    I recently read this NY Times article . It warns that eating raw cookie dough is super crazy dangerous and advises you to avoid the temptation to lick fingers, bowl or spatula AT ALL POSSIBLE COSTS. It is a sickness that threatens to wipe out an entire population of bakers- both professional and amateur- AND their offspring too.  80 people…

  • Cafe Life In Paris

  • Anticipating

  • Contemplating

  • This is where I’d like to be today

    ahh.. to be HERE instead of in Boston where it’s grey and dreary, and still too cold for my taste! photo credit: Claudio Santini