Diamonds are Melanie’s Best Friend.

Sometimes my husband has flashes of brilliance. For instance, he recently informed me that we met exactly 25 years ago on Super Bowl Sunday. “I think we’re going to have to celebrate,” says he, then proposes that we have his mother’s diamond engagement ring retooled... Read more...'

Shhhhh….Some of Us are Sleeping, here.

One of the advantages of all your children being teenagers is that, during the summer, nobody rolls out of their bedroom until at least 10:30. “Hooray!” I thought, “I am going to get so much done!” Wrong. So wrong. When presented with the wide open freedom of... Read more...'

A Desk of One’s Own.

I don’t know why I thought writing a book and simultaneously training for an Ultra-marathon would be a good idea. Perhaps because my parents dropped me on my head at some point, I’m guessing. It definitely doesn’t speak to a clear grasp of my... Read more...'

The Sunshine Rules

It’s come to my attention, embarrassingly late in the game, that I am living with a real-life spiritual master. Forget running off to India, to study, cross-legged, at the feet of a maddeningly serene yogi. No need to attend a silent retreat run by a wise and... Read more...'

Ciao to Roma.

8/20/12  And so we come to the last entry… No lie, the view from outside our apartment… …. of this old thing. Rome.  I didn’t realize myself how much I would love it. I actually teared up a little bit, trying to explain to Hubby the... Read more...'

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