[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Today marked the second annual Boston Book Festival. It also marked the day I nearly lost a toe or nine to frostbite. It was a lovely, well organized day. I am off to…
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Today: 10 miles of smiles.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Okay…. 9.5 miles of smiles and .5 mile of blubbering. But we’ll get to that. On Saturday morning Nick and I were out the door bright and early to meet our Team in Training group for our first double digit run. After…
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Today: Hi, October.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Wha chu doin’ here so soon? And why have I written September 30th on three different checks today? If the old adage is true, and time really does fly when you’re having fun, it’ll soon be November. And shortly thereafter, Santa Claus…
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Today: From the Greenway to the Green Monster.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Our long run for Team in Training was moved to Sunday, so we had a full Saturday to do just about whatever we wanted. Except ride unicorns to the beach, because unicorns don’t exist any more. So we did the next best…
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Today: Poem and a picture.
And one of my favorite poems: What we need is here, by Wendell Berry Also On Tap for Today: Toss those plastic straws Pack tomorrow’s lunch I am crushing on these terrariums Got a favorite poem to share?
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Today: Back Bay, Bosu, bloggers.
I can think of no better way to spend a summer mid-week evening in the city than browsing at the Copley Farmers Market… and sweating my face off at the gym… and enjoying Whole Foods and Joosbites and heavenly Mix Bakery cupcakes. And I can…
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Today: South End stroll.
Sunday drivers are the worst. Especially on Mondays. Wow. I am a regular ol’ grouch. I once saw a bumper sticker that read, “I am not on your vacation.” I am that bumper sticker, personified. Occasionally. I am much more charitable when it comes to…
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Today: Unfashionably on time.
I pride myself on being punctual. As the ancient Roman saying goes, Early is on time; on time is late; and late is unacceptable. And now we must feed you to the lions. In the Colosseum. Every once in a while, though, I get sidetracked…
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Today: Moving stuff. On my owwwn.
Storage facilities are strange places. It’s hard to not wonder about what people are storing there, and how many of your fellow clients are involved in organized crime. Or have been on an episode of Hoarders. Or both. In my professional life, we’ve been dealing…