The weather in NYC has been abysmal the last few weeks. Not good for someone who often jokes she operates on solar energy. When I woke up to sunshine streaming in through the crack in the curtains I ...
The sucker punch came when I turned the blue card over. The blue card is for the kids school and lists all their vital information for the schools records. It felt wrong to leave his name blank, so I...
The New York Times was sitting outside my front door. I couldve gotten lost in the Book Review or drawn mustaches on the wedding announcements in the Style section, but the envelope sitting on the fl...
This morning I hopped the subway after dropping the kids off at school to do the unthinkable. I bought understudy cupcakes for Virginias birthday party tomorrow. Ive been beating myself up all week a...
Yes, Im counting the days again. Panic set in last week, and Im back to playing that number game. Soon it will be nine months. I know—it made me gasp for breathe too. It seems inconceivable. I find m...
This is the recipe I intended to share before writing the last post—the one I literally published 30 seconds before sprinting into this one. My life has odd intersections these days, and while food i...
I started out en route to the farmers market yesterday. The weather forecast was grimm, with threats of rain, yet I was blessed with a face full of sunshine as I made my way to the subway. Instead of...
Someone mentioned seeing rhubarb at the farmers market this weekend. Well, actually they heard from someone else that there was a rhubarb sighting at the Grand Army Plaza market. I went to the Union ...
I know, my Jewish friends out there will think this picture is torture. Hours away from the start of Passover, and Im posting a photo of matzoh ball soup with pasta in it. The picture is from last ye...
Its hard to believe that just a year ago we felt complete and normal. Ive tried to find the words to start this post for a week now. Nothing flows freely from my fingertips, but I wanted to share thi...
Navigating life without my sidekick is lonely. Theres no one who gets my Seinfeld references. I often feel alone in a crowded room. Its easy to let this get me down, but I work minute-by-minute to te...
Its been quiet here for a good reason. 51 pages. 17,201 words. 42 of 150 recipes. They are in my editors hands right now at Running Press. Those pictures above are just a tease of the recipes you can...
Yesterday was group therapy, which means it was time for a feelings check in. In reality, we should all do these check ins on a daily basis, regardless of suffering a traumatic loss. Understanding ho...
Mikey and I had a standing date night on Thursdays. The last few weeks he was alive, work was pretty busy for him and we had to miss those dates. I try to not feel cheated about it, but Im human, and...
Isabella has been completely immersed in the world of Harry Potter lately. Her curiosity began just before Mikey passed away. We watched the Sorcers Stone as one of our pizza and movie night treats. ...
I felt like I was coming out of a fog the last two weeks. The six month mark arrived the same day as what shouldve been his 52nd birthday. The day was surprisingly calm and peaceful. I say surprising...
Tomorrow is your birthday. The first February 7th without waking to your beautiful brown eyes. Gosh, how I miss your unibrow. Remember how I teased you incessantly about it early on, and then you fin...
My first attempt at making madeleines was only recently, just before Mikey passed away actually. I relied on a trusted source to guide me, and while the batter tasted amazing, and the finished produc...
All I wanted to do at 7:51 pm on Wednesday was crawl under the dining room table and curl up in a ball. Yet another dinner alone with the girls. It was a lovely meal, complete with spinach & cheese r...
First of all, thanks for the kind words and encouragement for the week ahead. Im still undecided about the whole birthday cake thing, and know I just need to see how I feel once the day approaches. M...
Week 24 kicked my ass. Theres no way to put it nicely. Its as though a storm cloud settled over my emotions when the first snowfall came a week ago, and it took the better part of the week to dig mys...
My mind feels about as soft as the cookie dough Ive been obsessed with the last two days. It is a swirl of activity, and some days focusing feels so out of reach. January 25th, this Wednesday, marks ...
This past week, we started group therapy with a "feelings check-in". I said mine are a never-ending game of ping pong. Sure, Ive had some very good, downright funny, moments throughout the da...
I look at this photo of us, sharing a kiss during a Cape Cod sunset, and it reassures me he was happy. People have a way of losing themselves in parenthood. Its a constant juggle, and often one half ...
Im sitting here, pounding away at the keyboard when I should be sleeping. Its not too late, just shy of 11:00pm, but I had two back-to-back baking flops, and dont take defeat lightly. Ive also had mu...
It seems fitting to talk about pizza on this very last post of 2011, for its how I started 2011 when it dawned almost a year ago. Pizza is something we take very seriously here. Years ago, I started ...
Mikey never guessed fatherhood was one of his destinies to be fulfilled. He was diagnosed with a medical condition in his early twenties, which required a form of chemotherapy treatment to help him h...
Around this time last year, I was writing out our holiday cards. Ive been designing custom ones since Isabella was born. Back in the one-kid days, I even created calendars with not only custom photos...
Its funny how I can feel so alone in a crowded room these days. This little place here in cyberspace, though—I never feel alone here. The sincere comments, emails and well-wishes over the last week h...
Im staring at the keyboard, not knowing what to title this post. Needless to say, Ive been a mix of emotions the last few days. I want to say we got through our first Thanksgiving without Mikey, but ...
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