My husband’s a man’s man. He really is. The first quick glimpse I ever had of him was back in 1996, it was my freshman year at Brown and I had walked down with a bunch of my friends to inquire about rushing a sorority. Out of nowhere, these big MEN started running down the quad screaming. Welcome to college, [...]

Today is Barry’s birthday.  He has already turned 61.  That happened at 12:39 am… and the story of his birth is one that his mom, Flo, told me many times over. Flo was a member of that generation of women whose husbands didn’t have much to do with the actual birth of a baby.  The father drove the woman to [...]

Reading over my most recent posts, I realize that I haven’t gotten very personal on my blog lately, even though this is, in fact, my personal blog. Most of my writing is about fun, light-hearted stuff, which is great because there are a lot of fun, light-hearted things going on in my life right now. But there is also something [...]

Kristina over at BabyCenter’s MOMformation wrote about how her husband is a big baby when he gets sick. Kristina, you are so not alone. It is part of the male DNA, I have come to realize. Steve has had a little sniffle for the past few nights, and the world has pretty much had to stop because of it. So. [...]

Around this time last year, I came across a copy of Margaret Wise Brown’s Goodnight Moon, one of my favorite books from childhood. The goodnight theme seemed to tie in perfectly with summer’s farewell, and I wrote the following post to sum up my thoughts about it. Since we are once again saying goodnight to the season, I thought I [...]

My husband, Barry. This is the hottest man I know. Red-hot kind of hot. Hot before hot was in. Mr. January? Easy. Cruising down a ski slop in his skivvies. He’s snow-melting hot. Or Mr. June? Why wear anything? Let’s roll around to Mr. October. Can you say “big pumpkins”? OK. OK. I see your frown. You’re evolved. You’re looking [...]

Have you ever done this? I did it yesterday. And I am still cringing. Oh… PLEASE make the memory disappear. Barry and I were at a little farm stand, just having the best ‘ol summer time picking out beautiful ripe tomatoes, sun-touched corn, perfect peppers, luscious squash and nice, firm cucumbers. Maybe it’s the cucumbers that got me into trouble. [...]

Barry and I spontaneously took off this past Tuesday and headed to Cape Cod, or, as we New Englanders say, “the Cape.” The day was glorious… warm, breezy, beautiful sun in the big old blue sky. Our plan was to head all the way to the tip of the Cape, to Provincetown, but a 13-mile construction warning detoured us to [...]

August 14, 1976. My name changed. My life changed. The greatest dream that any woman could ever dream came true when you said “I do” 32 years ago today. You gave me Keith and Adam. You gave me Audrey and Jane. These are beyond gifts. These are miracles. We began a journey that would give us 9 more miracles, our [...]

Florence Dorothy Couto. My wonderful mother-in-law. Flo passed away this afternoon, and I already cannot imagine life without this marvel of a woman. This bigger-than-life persona. This dynamo of energy. If ever anyone has left this world with big shoes to fill, it is Flo. My mind is a wandering stream of memories, laughter, great food, parties, celebrations… and love, [...]