Posts Tagged ‘Lara’
Kickstart My Heart, Part II
So. While I was headed down to the gym earlier tonight (at 10:30! What a joke!) I was struck with the most certain terrifying thought that if I didn’t write down all of the wedding weekend festivities, I’d just…forget. I mean, hey, we all say things like, [Read More]
Kickstart My Heart
Last night, one of the students in the class I’m teaching on the essay wrote about one of the moments that she’ll never forget in her life. She relived the two days leading up to her wedding, and how special they were, in part because of her father’s [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: The Big Dogs
Why do we have friends? Do we keep them around to prevent from being lonely? Do we have them because they make us laugh? Is it because they keep us sane? Because they bolster us? I think all of my friends are incredible people. They’re all beautiful and they all have [Read More]
Gwen Bell’s Best of 2009: Word or phrase
December 17: Word or phrase. A word that encapsulates your year. “2009 was _____.” Yes, please! I know it doesn’t exactly flow. But when I think back over 2009, I specifically remember a post that Lara had up on her site that ended with “Bring [Read More]
The misguided search for morning coffee
It’s already 1:38. I’ve gotten very little done today except for a few critical, money-oriented errands. Sadly, none of that’s translated into actually making money. Hmm. This week is going to be very busy: We have a visitor from California. It’s her [Read More]
Crumbs in my keyboard…
…bees in my bonnet. I had a dream last night that Jim and I were in a triathlon. It was some kind of weird triathlon/adventure-racing hybrid, though, because there was underwater bush-whacking involved. My friend Pamela was there, for some reason, likely because she [Read More]
Iron Girl, Iron Guy, and the Iron Maiden, Part I (pre-race days)
…Me, Jim, and Lara, respectively, that is. It’s over. Almost exactly 24 hours ago to the minute, I crossed the finish line at Ironman Switzerland 2009, and I must confess to harboring all sorts of unresolved emotions about the thing. I am proud of my friends and [Read More]
They’re here…
Some people have talismans. I have memories of food, and I carry them everywhere. They do me just as well, providing me with comfort and more often than not some fodder for thought. I know, that sounds bizarre. But it’s true. I love food. I love the preparation of it, [Read More]
