1986 Nobu lost his job when the company he worked for closed, another victim of the failing oil and gas industry of the 80’s.  We needed money for Christmas so I took a job as an on-call banquet waitress at a nice hotel. There were many challenges re-entering the work force after years of staying […]

I particularly enjoy the holidays where the expectations are straightforward and easy to to fulfill. On the 4th of July I know what to eat (anything barbecued, especially hot dogs and hamburgers) what to have for entertainment (fireworks!), what to wear, even how to feel–patriotic. It really is a great day to be an American. […]

During the summer I reminisce about  growing up on Long Island, surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean.  Mom would keep the radio on and position us near the lifeguard when we were at the beach, knowing that nature can be unpredictable and unruly.  I helped keep vigil. Last week a friend asked how I was doing.  […]

Thanksgiving Andrew and I were having another one of our rational discussions.  It had spanned days. “I swear to God, if you get that cat you can’t come home for Thanksgiving.  Both your brothers are allergic to them.  Anyway, you’re a college student living in a studio apartment.  How are you going to take care […]

I found a recipe for a strawberry shortcake about 1986.  It became known as Nobu’s Birthday Cake. In the beginning it was good, but a little lopsided. Some years it became droopy while waiting for the guests to arrive. I don’t know what Nobu liked more.  The cake or being surrounded by family. Soon everyone […]

Nobu terrified me the first time we drove over Trail Ridge Road, a particularly hazardous road between two mountains.  He was looking this way and that, the car coming perilously close to the sheer drop on either side.  There aren’t any rails because the county discovered that if there were, the car that was out […]

Boys are a mystery to me. I didn’t understand them when I was a teenage girl. I didn’t understand them when I married one. I didn’t understand them any better when I gave birth to them. My sons would do bad things I found incomprehensible.  At first, I would go into another room so I […]