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#isCaringEnough

#isCaringEnough

Mother’s Day 2014 had me flaccid-limb supine, wrapped in the tickle of a sun-speckled robe and serenaded by a jay dueling with a nearby chainsaw. Chainsaws and rusty buckets only add to the charm of this place, this piece of warm earth under a watchful row of oaks and one flirty olive tree. This was a rare day of indulgence at a wine country spa and I was planning on an empty mind and a...

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No More Santa Claus in our House. It’s alright, I’ll be okay.

No More Santa Claus in our House. It’s alright, I’ll be okay.

It was time. Paddling a double kayak is the best place to have these discussions with a blossoming tween – a good place to have any discussions with a tween really. It’s like parallel-play time again. You have a captive audience, and you can’t see the eye-rolling. I don’t remember how, but he came up in conversation. Santa Claus. A friend’s experience telling with...

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I Heart You Boston

While I watch you in lock-down, I think of your streets as I met them. I think of a night with five wonderful souls, driving sensibly through majestically wide streets lined with old and new buildings – architectural centaurs welcoming my rash participation. And though the car was driving sensibly, I was not. I was standing in the backseat of the powder blue convertible, braced by two...

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The Half-Ass Club

Still a member, fourteen years later. . . . Meeting an offbeat, grass-chewing southern boy, and driving in his spluttering convertible around the streets of Santa Monica, was a hoot. Kent was unconventional, irreverent and lived a plane ride away – the perfect escape, a no-obligation bonk.  In the first year together I bought him a belt, a wallet and a watch, items he had not used in...

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