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Tuesday, February 28, 2017



If you know me, you know I have a memory like a sieve. A sieve with millions of holes. The sieviest sieve that ever sieved. Nothing gets retained in my noggin, and I'm notoriously terrible at recalling movies I've seen or books I've read. We'll be settling down with Netflix and Simon will say "Have you seen X movie?" and I'll say "No, it looks good, let's watch it!" then 5 minutes in, I realize that I have indeed seen the movie and am not interested in a repeat performance. I've gotten chapters into "new" books before realizing that I'd previously finished them. 

All this to say, memory ain't my thing, so I use some tools to assist. For books, it's Goodreads. Goodreads is the ultimate social media platform for readers. For starters, you can track all the books you've read and want to read, enormously helpful for Kelly-the-Sieve. Like other forms of social media, you follow "friends" and receive updates on what they're reading. You can rate books and view reviews, enormously useful when searching for new books. Speaking of, Goodreads scans your shelves and makes recommendations, helpful if you are obsessed with specific genres like some people we know. I recently discovered that you can add private notes to each book on your shelf, a handy way to notate whether books are at the local library, available for purchase, or downloadable as audiobooks. 

As someone who reads A LOT of books (141 in 2016) it is immensely helpful for keeping it all straight and sourcing new titles. Even if you're not quite as bookish, Goodreads is a handy resource for finding your next great read. Check it out!

Overdue Welcome

Monday, February 27, 2017


Actually, she wasn't overdue. She was basically right on time, but I am woefully overdue in her official welcome to Merwin and Merwin. Helen Jane joined us on February 11, one day ahead of schedule and as far as I know, not when any of us had predicted. Simon and I booked it down to RI to meet this precious little bundle and congratulate Ant and Melissa. She is the sweetest, cutest little baby; I got to hold her when she was just a few hours old (before she knew better than to trust herself in my hands)! 

Anyway, welcome to this crazy world Helen Jane. You've got the absolute best parents, grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, guardian angels, and doggy siblings you could ask for, and we are here to love you every step of the way. Hugs and kisses and best wishes for all the happiness that I know will be part of your life! 

A Poem For A Friday

Friday, January 27, 2017

Happy The Man
John Dryden

Happy the man, and happy he alone,
    He who can call today his own:
    He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do they worst, for I have lived today.
    Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

I usually have a really, really hard time with old school poets and this guy is really old, writing in the late 1600s. But this poem is another perfect little specimen of living in the moment propaganda. "What has been, has been" and whatever tomorrow brings, so what, I've had a great time today. So helpful to read something like this especially given my own struggles to really embrace the now without dwelling on the past or fretting about the future. Maybe even more so now given this new context we have for the world around us.... 

Surprise! We Went To Detroit!

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Let's call him the master of surprise shall we? On my birthday, my husband handed me a card that read "Ticket to Boston for January 21" The card had some optional hints that would provide sequentially more informative details around what to expect. I used a few and learned that the adventure's start time was 6:15am and that our first stop was the "Park and Ride." I then resisted every bone in my just-can't-be-surprised body to refrain from turning in the "Main Event" and "Full Spoiler" hints.

Boy did it pay off. Friday night he instructed me to prepare an outfit for "walking around" but also bring a nicer change of clothes for dinner. Saturday morning dawned bright and early and he said "ya know, with the traffic from the Women's March in Boston, we might want to be prepared to get stuck there overnight. You better pack a bag." HA! So I went into my dresser drawer to grab some stuff and happened to notice that my Rangers tee shirt, zip up sweatshirt, and long sleeve shirt were not in their usual spot of honor. An inkling began to emerge...

It was confirmed as we pulled into Logan Airport and boarded a plane bound for Detroit! The main event was indeed the Red Wings v. Rangers game on Sunday, but we enjoyed a full day in downtown Detroit before a good sleep. A ride on their "people mover," delicious deep dish pizza, wandering through a winter carnival (in the 55 degree temps), amazing coffee shop with pneumatic tubes to deliver fresh roasts right to your cup,  excellent massage, scrumptious steak dinner,  and a (losing) trip to the local casino. Sunday brought us to Joe Louis Arena, one of the oldest hockey arenas in the country about to be replaced by Little Caeser's Arena next season.

We got up close and personal at the ice's edge during warm ups after a near miss encounter with the Rangers bus from our hotel (THEY STAYED IN OUR HOTEL) to the stadium then sat in the fifth row (!!!) to watch a relatively boring 0-0 game before the Rangers won it in sudden death OT with a super sweet shot by JT Miller. Rumor has it that we were also spotted a few times on NBC's broadcast of the game. I was totally surprised and I loved every minute of the adventure! Now what on earth am I going to get this guy for HIS birthday?!

A Vermonty New Year

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Such a great long weekend with my bro and his wife up in their new home of Burlington, Vermont. Relaxing, invigorating, joyous, fun, funny, and an overall wonderful time. To ring in the new year right, I'm going to remain as lazy as ever and just let the photos do the talking. Cheers!

A Poem For A Thursday

Thursday, December 29, 2016

The New Song
W.S. Merwin

For some time I thought there was time
and that there would always be time
for what I had a mind to do
and what I could imagine
going back to and finding it
as I had found it the first time
but by this time I do not know
what I thought when I thought back then

there is no time yet it grows less
there is the sound of rain at night
arriving unknown in the leaves
once without before or after
then I hear the thrush waking
at daybreak singing the new song

The first thing that struck me, other than how much I loved this poem even from the first read, was how the structure and repetition in the first stanza does so much to reinforce the words. "Time" is repeated just like time is constant. The line breaks don't signify any endings of phrases...they all flow together just like the seamlessness of time. It doesn't stop, it doesn't start, and you can't go back. But despite the eternality of time, you also can't get more for yourself. Your time ends. 

Then suddenly in the second stanza we are in a vivid moment. The rain, the thrush, the new song. It seems a little hopeful to me as compared to the opening. Yes, we can't go back and time isn't endless for each of us but there are these things, these experiences that are moments to really know. I suppose it all comes back to doing the best we can to recognize those moments and live in them instead of outside of them, peering back wondering what we missed.

Holiday Recap

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Whew, what a fun few days. We headed west on Thursday afternoon arriving at my parents around 10pm. After that, it was a whirlwind with a work from home day on Friday, last minute shopping and food prep, games, fires, presents, and oodles of cousins and aunts and uncles. All of it was wonderful!

The weather was excellent which drew some of us outside for walks in the melting snow as well as frisbee. We discovered that Merwin enjoys "playing frisbee," which means he sprints around like a maniac chasing the frisbee. He doesn't catch it, but if he happens to grab it off the ground before the receiver, he'll proudly trot off with it like he won first prize. I'm pretty sure he wishes he lived at my parents so he could sniff and prowl and dash around that yard all the time. Lucky (and tuckered) dog by the time we packed up yesterday and made the long drive back to NH. Thanks for a very Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Sunday, December 25, 2016

One of us didn't get the memo.
Merry Christmas!!!!

1 Merwin 'Til Christmas

Saturday, December 24, 2016

My life is complete. And he hates me. Merry Christmas Eve!

2 Merwins 'Til Christmas

Friday, December 23, 2016

Oldie but a goodie. It's as Merwiny as Merwin gets. And another photo credit to Pete.