It’s sometime after ten pm, and I’m running back and forth between the house and the car, looking for a chicken. I’m not sure if it is three days before opening day at the cafe, or two days before we open. I have stopped counting time. Time implies waking hours and sleeping hours. I’ve surrendered […]
Two Year Old Egg Salad
“Why haven’t you gone to bed yet?” Bob scolds me from the kitchen as though I were one of the kids. I should have gone to sleep two hours ago. I’m trying to understand the price of an egg salad platter. The cafe opens on this Saturday, and I need to figure out what’s going […]
Lunch with an elephant
The weather today is gorgeous. The blue of our northern Catskill sky is rivaling some of the most glorious ones I’ve seen in the Mediterranean. Ula and I have been walking up and down the streets of Oneonta, her chosen destination for our day out, while she reviews menus and seating options, choosing the perfect […]
The Suffering Farmer
Kate arrived in our lives like the deus ex machina from an ancient Greek play. Chaos was at the height of her fury at Sap Bush Hollow: Dad was limping through the fields, moaning from his easy chair as he fell into it each night. Mom couldn’t decide whether she despaired the endless to-do lists […]
Does your daughter think she’s fat?
Wrote this piece after it happened this winter when the blog was inactive. Been thinking about it, and decided I’d run it this week… There are times when the magnitude of Ula’s words is inversely proportional to the strength with which she says them. “Mama, I’m worried about my belly.” Her voice is tiny, almost […]
The Woman by the Water
Bob and I are standing with our arms around each other’s waist, watching the morning sunlight flit across Mallet Pond. We walked a few miles to get here this morning. That’s the only way a person can get in to this section of the state land. It is one of the most beautiful places in […]
If I’d Only Known.
Saoirse and I are standing on a curb in front of a Starbucks in Albany amidst a sea of suits and cell phones. It doesn’t take long for me to find Steve, who we are waiting for. Steve Hoare owns Black Dome Press, a small, local, independent publishing house that focuses on books of […]
The Responsiveness Badge
Facebook has a new “responsiveness badge.” The other business owners in my entrepreneurship night class are talking about it. To earn it, page admins must respond to 90% of messages within fifteen minutes, 24 hours a day, seven days per week. I snort at the irony. We are in this class because we are independent […]
Life Insurance
I can’t predict the future. Does that mean I have to sell my soul? My fingers are gliding over the bindings of the books in the the stacks of the library. I have a half hour to kill before I head over to the small business management night class I’m taking. In recent months, I’ve […]
Darned Life
My favorite purple sweater is turning green. It was one of Bob’s cast-offs. It went through the laundry a few years before we were even married, and came out of a hot wash fitting me perfectly. Like most old clothing, it has far more value than my new clothing, by virtue of the fact that […]
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