Finding people

Just love



They shape the little minds of America, and yet sometimes treat children like the plague.  Don’t get me wrong, there’s been a child or two I’ve wanted to drop-kick across the yard, but it is my thought that if you’re going to be a teacher you should generally enjoy the presence of children.  So, when I’ve encountered a truly great teacher in my life I’ve always made it a point to remember them and check-in from time to time.  It’s nice to remember that teachers are humans too, and every so often have a sense of humor.  For this particular teacher, I thank you for doing a stellar job.  You’re one of the great ones!

Dear Noah

I have always been fond of letters.  Short and sweet or long and lovely, I’m a fan.  I think the general art of letter writing has been lost throughout the years, but every now and again I run into a “Dear So-and-So,” that I fall in love with.  Such as this one 🙂


Postsecret is one of my favorite websites/books/projects that I have ever come across.  I’ve been following it for about six years and always look forward to Sundays when new ones are posted.


I love this so much.

Two glasses of wine…

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in  front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full.. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas  between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.  Of course, the sand filled up everything else He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two glasses of wine from under the table and  poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor, as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to  recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things; your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.’

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.. The sand is everything else; the small stuff.

‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no  room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have  room for the things that are important to you.’

‘Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.

Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. Do one more run down the ski  slope. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the waste disposal. Take care of the golf balls first; the things that really  matter.  Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the wine represented.

The professor smiled. ‘I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that  no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of glasses of wine with a friend.’

Turning 21 in Italia

There was this one time in life when I turned 21.  I also happened to be studying abroad/living in Italy at the time.  My blog post of the eventful day still brings a smile to my face 🙂

Tater-tot moments

Although never fond of tater-tots while they were being shoved onto my platter in the school lunch line, I have now become intrigued by these little balls of potato that bring such joy to America.  I remember giving up on trying to “fit-in” and enjoy the tot.  It wasn’t until years…perchance decades… later that I revisited the tot.

We were caravaning across America heading to the Dad Vail National Championship Regatta (for rowing) when we stopped at a Sonic.  If you’ve yet to eat at Sonic, I strongly suggest you take this place into consideration long before any McD’s or BK crap.  Sonic not only provides the world with waiters on wheels, but also a delicious delight that I call the Tater-tot.  Being forced to try it by my crew, not convinced I had fallen out of love with tots, I was reawakened to the joy that morsels of potatoes can bring.

Now to my real point of these tots.  A few days ago, my dear friend Kate Fodera and I were famished- literally nearing on the verge of extinction.  So, we ventured to the nearest Sonic.  Upon ordering what seemed like half the menu, we eagerly awaited at the window for our feast.  Running late for a festive evening, we were dumbfounded that we had to wait 2 whole minutes until the fresh burgers were done being prepared.  And although shocked, we were not upset.  This food was indeed worth it.

So while I practiced my love affair with the gas pedal we gorged ourselves- having no shame at the slop that was falling on our shirts and the laughs that exploded between bites.  I looked at dear Fodera and knew she was saving the best for last.  Ahhh yes, the infamous tater-tots.  Simply sensational with a squirt of ketchup, but still boner worthy by themselves.  We savored these tater-tots with their cylindrical shape, crispy and perfectly salted crusts, and the warm soul hugging starch inside.  To say the least, these tots o’love will bring you much pleasure in life.  Do enjoy.

A Capella

I must admit, my love affair of A Capella groups started many years ago.  It started first with the Spartan Dischords and flourished from there.  And although I can’t actually carry a tune, I still pretend that some day I will bust out some narly belltones.  Straight No Chaser is my new love.  Please enjoy.