I used to be a morning exerciser. I’d wake up before my alarm rang, head to bootcamp or the gym at our old condo. It would still be dark and quiet when I returned from my workout, and I’d be ready to take on the day. And then I traded morning workouts to become an evening exerciser. I’d rush home and get changed, and Nick and I would head to…
Chestnut Hill
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Today: The (long) weekend according to Instagram XVIII.
The bad news: It’s September. The good news: It’s Tuesday. I spent much of Labor Day Weekend laboring at our new condo, unpacking boxes and making poorly timed visits to Target during move-in weekend in Boston. There was still plenty of time for long walks…
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Today: A new and improved City Sports.
I saw something somewhere (vague, I know… I’ve been especially flaky lately) about every moment being Monday morning – that is, a chance to start fresh. I like the idea that we are new and improved with every decision that we make. And there you…
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Today: Brunching at The Cottage.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]When three oatmeal pancakes, each the size of a small principality, arrive before you, it’s always best to have a table full of people to share them with. Especially if, just beyond your pancakes, there’s a plate of french toast, generously stuffed with…