A blog in letters. Two friends dish on family, careers, and the food that gets them through.
when you will look at your spouse and want to gouge their eyes out. The important thing is to not let this discourage you too much because, if it's a good marriage, this feeling will pass.
Tygh and I like to joke that we must be in a REALLy good marriage because we have each experienced the passing of this feeling many a time.
Read MoreSomehow, the last two months got away from me. Somewhere between Thanksgiving, June’s birthday, Christmas, that tiny obligation known as work and various perfectly timed illnesses affecting me and the kids in rapid, repeating succession, I have essentially avoided the kitchen anytime I wasn’t specifically entertaining.
Am I the only one, or is this is another part of that transition into adulthood no one really tells you about? You know, that part where the holidays more or less Christopher Guest you à la The Princess Bride: “I’ve just sucked one year of your life away…” My kids seemed to have a blast – which is ultimately all that counts. But I found myself so behind on gifts, decorating, meal planning, birthday planning, etc that I just wanted it to be over before it had begun; terrible attitude and not my usual modus operandi. Whaaa whaaaa…
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Dear Sarah,
Pop Quiz:
What time do you get home after work, and when do you sit down to eat?
On nights when you come home particularly late and exhausted, do you cook dinner? Or do you default to plan B - takeout, Tygh, cereal, etc.?
Do you eat with the kids or after they go to bed?
How many nights per week do you eat together as a family?
Read MoreMorning Sar!
So, can we discuss grocery shopping rituals? I'm so curious to hear about yours, since I assume they've changed somewhat since our time in France, n'est-ce pas?
Read MoreMa chere Sarah,
We’ve been friends for well over a decade, certainly the better part of our adult lives. We’ve supported each other through boards (you) and college breakups (me), fad diets and fashion faux pas (just say it…usually me), we’ve toasted Christmas in Paris and Vienna, stood by at weddings, and coached one another through the messy yet magical world of early motherhood.
And yet, there’s one thing you’ve been withholding from me all this time – a secret that, no matter how many times I ask, you just won’t share...
Read MoreHey Sar,
So this morning, in addition to the coos emanating from the crib in the corner of our bedroom, I awoke to the realization that one week from today I will be back at work. Maternity leave, its fleeting weeks of freedom, will be a thing of the past, and I’ll trade in my sneakers and yoga pants for high heels and black dress slacks (well, the one pair that fits, anyway).
Despite having my return to work marked on the calendar with a big red “X” for months in advance, now that I’m closing in on it, I feel like I’m cramming last-minute for a big test...
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