A few weeks ago, I asked Jon if he thought we had Corona virus. "How could we tell, given that we've been sick all year?" We came back from our Christmas vacation with a cold that hit Jon so bad, he thought it might be flu. When we retrieved the baby from Grandma's, he brought back Coxsackie virus. Jon woke me up at 4:20 am on the Tuesday after MLK ( Read more... )

2019 was the year I explored Brooklyn. Starting with my prenatal classes, which took me to Prospect Heights; my hairdresser moving to Crown Heights; a bachelorette party in Greenpoint and Williamsburg; mommy-group took me all over Bed-Stuy and Park Slope and everything in between; and swim lessons in Tribeca (that's extra-northern Brooklyn). I even ( Read more... )

My mother had started threatening to take my son to Disney World without me and since I wanted to be there for his first time and I knew my travel would be pretty restricted for the next year at least, I bit the bullet and planned a last minute birthday trip, despite the cost ( Read more... )

Lucky loves cruises and Lexan loves boats, so clearly our major vacation this year had to be a cruise. ( I'm a maximizer )

Last summer, Lexan became obsessed with boats, to the point where on our Cape Cod vacation, he would try to get on to boats and would get really mad when I wouldn't open gates so he could go on them. I bought him a book called Boats Go, which caused him to lead his preschool class in singing "O Sole Mio". Eventually, in one of my greatest parenting ( Read more... )

It's been over 3 months and I still don't know what to say when someone asks what's up with me. It always feels so melodramatic to tell people my father died, but it is the biggest thing that happened to me this year ( Read more... )

Yes, I know this post is going up many months late, and yes, a lot has happened since then such that I can barely remember, but I want to record my new year's resolutions and you may be interested in what I've been up to ( Read more... )

I suppose it's a little ridiculous to write my New Years post in March, but I realized the other day that my 2015 started October 31, 2014 and ended November 7, 2015, so the difference between 2 months late and 4 months late is... well. October 31 was when I found out my cousin died, so with the 2 deaths in August and emotionally losing someone ( Read more... )

I don't think I'd ever choose to visit Palm Beach, but Jon's firm took us to Florida in November and I haven't been traveling much this year anyhow. From the flight down, full of snowbirders of a particular feather, to the woman who checked in after us, who all the clerks greeted, "Welcome back, Mrs. Guggenheim," it was a different kind of place ( Read more... )

We didn't have much in the way of plans for last weekend, so I pinged my siblings, who told me last minute they were going to the Hester Street Fair, which was a food festival guess where. It was like Smorgasburg, this past summer's obsession I failed to write about during the interregnum, except with more Asian food. When I got there, my siblings ( Read more... )