The Super Bowl is about to start. No one super cares who’s playing. It’s just a great excuse to have a party and make some terrific food. It’s almost a semi-holiday. My family is having a great time, too. Ashley was able to join us at the cape this year and hubby made all the . . . → Read More: Game On!
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While cleaning out the magazine holder I came across a crinkled copy of Writer Magazine from 2010. It was folded to page 12, indicating I must have been reading something of interest when I set it down two years ago. I questioned the importance of the article since I never returned to it. Curiosity got . . . → Read More: Write Like An Athelete – Cape Cod Children’s Writers Blog Today I am at the AFC Championship game with my husband and daughter. I gave her my ticket and hung out at the CBS Scene while they went into the game. I was happy at the bar, complete with wine and sweet potato fries in front a big screen. Three girls came and sat next . . . → Read More: Once Again, Live From Foxboro Today my husband got tickets to the New England/Houston playoff game from work. The tickets were clubhouse seats with parking right outside the door. We got here early and walked around Patriot place, met a couple from Canada attending their very first live NFL game, had a quick drink in the CBS Scene with some . . . → Read More: Live From Foxboro Today my husband and daughter had Red Sox tickets. My daughter got them from work and wanted to take her dad. I came with him from the cape, and I’m sitting in the coolest bar ever while they are in the game. It’s called The Bleacher Bar because it’s in the stadium right under . . . → Read More: Notes From The Bleacher Bar Today my husband and I had four tickets to the Patriots home opener against the Arizona Cardinals. We took my Boston daughter and her friend. My husband planned a huge tailgate. He had chicken and steak tips and a myriad of other goodies. Half way to Foxboro my husband realizes he forgot the grill. This . . . → Read More: Sometimes…It’s Just Ugly Paddle boarding, cooking, and yesterday, kayaking – was the next adventure in this time of doing things that scare me or take me out of my comfort zone. My good friend asked me to come kayaking with her on West Falmouth Harbor. I had never kayaked before – my paddle boarding experience was the first . . . → Read More: The Next Adventure This weekend my daughter brought her three friends down from Boston and we all had a great time. As they were packing to leave today, my daughter said, “Okay Mom, NOW you can write summer is over. It was too early last week.” I smile thinking how desolate it was out here last Tuesday, with . . . → Read More: Ok Mom, NOW It’s Over! This morning I dragged my broken body, beaten up by paddle board, waves, and rocks, to Bikram yoga. We stood to begin pranayama breathing and I noticed my two purple bruises right below my left knee. I thought, “What was I supposed to learn from these lingering marks?”. Then, the teacher, my dear friend Shirley, . . . → Read More: Courage, Revisited, Redefined Yesterday my friend asked me to meet her at her house at 12:45 to go kayaking with her and some other people. I sat there thinking about the invitation for a few minutes. Today I had a 10 am brunch up in Brewster. My friend lives in Falmouth. The two places are practically on either . . . → Read More: One Body, One Life |
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