I was looking for a picture last night. Scrolling. Scrolling. Scrolling. BOOM. There it was…not the picture I was looking for…but this one. Rain Room at the MOMA. We got on the standby line at 5am. Manhattan at 5am on a Saturday is something. Sitting on the pocket park wall, we were with other peopleContinue reading “Thankful Series…Rain Room”
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You say you want a revolution…
Pleasantville Schools are full of pretty awesome traditions… the Kindergarten Circus; grade-level plays that culminate in high school musical extravaganzas; Walk in My Shoes day, were kids experience what it is like to have learning and physical differences; parades featuring Halloween, favorite book characters, and graduating seniors; prom dress viewing in the front circle; concerts;Continue reading “You say you want a revolution…”
The Cat Came Back…
My little guy’s ears perked up when he heard me singing this song the other day. At the the time I could not figure out how on earth it got into my head, now it makes sense. Zoom. Before 2020, all things Zoom were about a group of spectacularly cool (and a bit nerdy) tweens.Continue reading “The Cat Came Back…”
Being Five
Being five means you get to wear two pairs of gloves when you want to. It means french toast tastes better when cut into 24 bite sized pieces. It means being both in love and a bit afraid of a 10 pound dog. Being five means you can ask to marry that 10 pound dog,Continue reading “Being Five”
Sharing Goodness.
Good Morning! My fb memories have been bringing me smiles lately. A few years ago when the future seemed dark and grim (and I am talking before the pandemic — ha, who knew) I reached out to my fb community and asked them to share a nice story, some goodness they had created or experienced.Continue reading “Sharing Goodness.”
Clutter
My girlfriend is moving, actually a lot of my girlfriends are moving…or have recently moved. Downsizing to be closer to family, downsizing to rid themselves of cheating husbands, downsizing so they can work less with lower overhead, upsizing for some lovely generational living with their parents. Cha cha changes. With change comes decluttering. One ofContinue reading “Clutter”
SLOJ
Sammy, Lionel, Olivia, and Jacob… better known as SLOJ…grabbing the ABBA model of using first initials to create a band name. I would have forgotten all about the Thanksgiving band SLOJ if it were not for a memory popping up on my husband’s fb account. Unfortunately, unlike ABBA, SLOJ lasted about 2 hours. They brokeContinue reading “SLOJ”
Boxes
Rocketships and houses. Campers and boats. Magical props to cut friends in half. A big box was a blank canvas, a ticket to a fun-filled day. Opening our imaginations to ideas yet discovered. When I was a kid boxes were kind of special…they did not just arrive on doorsteps everyday. We went to the supermarket,Continue reading “Boxes”
Surprise!
It’s been a while. If you go back to a previous Swoon about being superstitious… you will understand why I was away…I was channeling my Armenian Grandma and trying not to curse my upcoming reunion with my kid. No pre-happiness, no celebrating, just minding my own business. It worked. I saw my Jacob. I huggedContinue reading “Surprise!”
The Shed
It seems a simple enough ask. “Kat can you get me a hammer”. Nope. Finding a hammer at Fire Island might mean going to the kitchen to the tool bin, or going to the new tool shed between houses, or going to the newly named Annex, which used to be the shed. It’s confusing. MostContinue reading “The Shed”
Swooning 