Mr. Parkour (AKA my son) has been on a bit of a fitness jag this week and, because I’m the kind of guy who wants to support healthy habits, my poor, aging body has been pretty sore. Tuesday night, for example, I was sitting in my comfy chair, sipping a cup of tea and reading… Read more »
I tend to be a bit of chatty Courtney, er, Cathy, a trait I credit to each of my lovely grandmothers. Both Marie and Isabel have been blessed with the gift of gab, and I do my darnedest not to spoil my inheritance my making pointless conversation or rambling incessantly (although I’m guilty of both).… Read more »
We’re getting our annual January thaw in February this year. The weekend brought balmy temps in the 30s, and I took advantage of the nice weather to take the dog for a walk on Saturday and Sunday. The dog in question is our 13-year-old German shepherd-golden retriever-chow-collie mix, Brigit. She is usually escorted in public by My Lovely Wife —… Read more »
I had a curious urge this past weekend to pull on my sneakers and go jogging down West River Road. This is not something I typically think about doing on a gray Saturday afternoon with the temps in the 20s and the sidewalks fitted with a greasy mix of slush and ice, but the thought did actually occur to… Read more »
Greenpeace’s eight-month Oh-No-Costco campaign persuades the wholesale club to create a more sustainable seafood program.