Baby Jack

Here’s a revelation. I’ll be 50 this year. (In November. Hold your applause.)


I know! Who would have guessed!

And so.

In the vein of getting older. And life rushing on.

I love welcoming our newest neighbor.

Baby Jack!

Born this morning to Bridget and Derek.

And as life rushes forward.

Our boys, Max and Henry are almost 12 and almost 15.

The greatest blessing to our lives.

And so.

Baby Jack.

A blessing!


I Wasn’t Kidding!

You know how yesterday I said there was a winter storm a comin’? It’s here! I texted one of my favorites out in Portland to tell her that crushed ice was falling from the sky. You know what she texted back? Make a margarita. I heart Lisa!

Check out this weather forecast from the very best, most thorough weather forecaster of all time, Tom Skilling (click on it you won’t be disappointed!):


Midwest winter storm: Chicago pelted by snow, sleet.

Well. That’s all I have for now. I’ll up date tomorrow if there’s more to the story.

February 25th

It has been a long short month. The weather has been challenging. Cold. Blustery. Snowy. Sleety. From what I’m told there was, of all things, a thunder snow at 2am a few nights back. Horizontal snow, gusting winds, and yes. Thunder.

All that is to say. I’m ready for spring. For Fresh. Nothing momentous. Just a hint of change would do. A few buds on the trees. Green grass. Warm sun.


Maybe I can take a page from the pets and just lie down in a sunbeam. Until the season changes.

And so.

I’m scrolling through FaceBook this morning and up pops a post from Geneen Roth. She says:

I heard this from Rick Hanson, author of Buddha’s Brain (I love that book): each morning, do what he calls a “flight check”: remember that 1. You Are Safe. You are not getting bombed, invaded, destroyed. You really are safe, in this moment, now. Number 2. You have Enough. Enough food, enough clothes, enough warmth. And the last one: 3. You are Loved. By a cat or a dog. By your child. By your friend. By your spouse. You are loved and you have love in your life.

Ahhh. February 25th. You’re not so bad after all. (Even though I hear there is a late winter storm looming on the horizon.)

I’m here in my lovely warm house. With my pets. My books. Lunch. The sun is shining. My family will be home in a few hours. We’ll light a fire in the fire place.

February. A long short month. And that’s ok.

Become a Gardener

“When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if they have sprouted yet. You simply water them and clear away the weeds; you know that the seeds will grow in time. Similarly, just do your daily practice and cultivate a kind heart. Abandon impatience and instead be content creating the causes for goodness; the results will come when they’re ready.”-Thubten Chodron, “Meditator’s Toolbox”

Sounds simple yes?

What about cultivating the soil? Buying the seeds. Getting to the garden to water.

What if  it’s cold and there is a frost?

What if there is too much rain.

What if the mosquitoes and weeds are too much to bear?

What if, for heaven’s sake, someone steals your tomato cages?

I’m just sayin’!

You know what?

Cultivate the soil. Plant your seeds.


The rest will unfold as it will.