Thursday, December 31, 2015

Reflections? Me, my turn? Oh, um...where to start...

Feels at once, somehow, like a slog of marathon and a brief page flip. Let's sum up: 2015 was a rebuilding year.

I've learned what an incredible man my husband Joe Kowalski really is, and I've learned how lucky I am that so, so many of you are truly real friends. I can't begin to even express...what can I even say, you guys rallied and saved my life. That's real.

I've learned about mental illness and self-respect.

2016's theme is going to be personal health -- nutrition and exercise and sleep., I need improvement in all three areas. When done right you can feel like a whole new person, so that's the goal.

What else...well I think Joey and I should get wedding rings. We skipped that part when we got married in Vegas.

Also, I've sketched out a plan for starting a book in 2016, about what happened to me in 2014, and I have a good feeling about it.

Most of all, my new job...I can't say enough...they've kept every promise they've made since I met them fourteen months ago, including...last week, just signed an offer letter taking me from hourly to full-time/salaried at a decent rate, plus a metric ton of stock options with the warm inclusion of "you are considered a founding member." It really boggles, to compare to the "old job." (Hear that, asshole? Founding member. It's supposed to mean something.)

The satisfying sensation of waking up every day eager to get to work, and enjoying the work itself as well as the people, a positive work/life balance, mutual respect and a seat at the table. Guys, you can be happy at work. I've said it before but it bears repeating, advice for anyone unhappy: change it. Change what's making you miserable. Don't waste another year bogged down by dreadful misery because you've been worn out, worn down to expect nothing but indifference, disappointment, disrespect, exploitation and a string of broken promises.

2016, it rings crisp and clear, doesn't it? It just has that springy, upbeat sound to it when you say it.

2016. Happy New Year: let's make that true, everyone.


Just when I decide to write more and Facebook less...

...a friend I never see gets the cutest puppy in the world. 

Must see all puppy pics forever.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Generation X Problems

When I was little I demanded to know why Goofy wears clothes and talks, but Pluto goes bare and makes dog sounds. Can you DO that? Can you have two dogs in one franchise and only one is anthropomorphic? Were they ever in a scene together? What does Goofy have to say to Pluto?
Stop the glorification of "busy."
It's OK to be happy with a calm life.

Monday, December 28, 2015

That's Not A Hoverboard

Why is everyone calling those two-wheel things "hoverboards?"

Roll. No hover. We're just calling shit whatever now? Then I didn't get a Mazda 3 Zipcar and go to Target to find a new trash can. I got a spacebuggy and went to Narnia to find a Horcrux.

You can't just say stuff is other stuff when it clearly isn't.

Friday, December 25, 2015

Christmas Day

Uncle Joe and the girls waiting for pie.

Friday, December 18, 2015


Who went to Cardullo's for Torrone?
Marone, the place was a madhouse! On a Friday at Christmas? You don't say.

Do you know this box? For the un-initiated, this is a box of Italian nougat candies. They come in lemon, orange and vanilla. In our house, mom placed them on the Christmas tree along with the candy canes and popcorn balls. Torrone is individually boxed. I used to wrap the individual boxes (after I ate the candy) in bits of wrapping paper because they were just the right size for the Barbie Dreamhouse.

Recipe: Loaded Potato Chowder

I whipped up this decadent soup the other night, making it up as I went along -- that's usually how I approach soup-making -- but this one came out so good that I've got to write it down. Sorry, it's not for vegans nor Atkins people. This is a hearty, fatty winter soup that's a stick-to-your-ribs meal in a bowl. You non-bacon, non-dairy, no-carb guys might live a few years longer, but then again, you don't get to have this soup. Let's call it Loaded Potato Chowder.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Throwback Thursday: 2007

Cherry Hill, NJ

Joe's mom puts up two trees.
"The tree" and "the other tree."
This is the other tree.

Every time Joe snaps a selfie, one of us is cut off.
It's okay.
Love my tall man.
Related: WII Cook, WII Eat, WII Drink, WII WII
Related: Christmas 2007: Part the Second...Dog Days

Thursday, December 10, 2015

Throwback Thursday: 1986

Photo: Sharon Lombardi

Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Christmas in Harvard Square Bears

Harvard Coop bears are ready for Santa.

Cardullo's gingerbread house. Sure it's big enough, Paisans?

Currently Reading

Forged: Writing in the Name of God
it was amazing
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