This is not the content you are likely here for, in that what follows is more of a “very special episode” of Martini with a Twist. This is the twist, I…
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Last week, I picked Older Teen up at school in Meadville. The drive back here is through some of the emptier parts of New York State and we had five…
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Scott, my husband of 28 years, and I just returned from a trip to Iceland. Why Iceland? Why not Iceland? It’s only a five-six hour flight from the upper…
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When my now older teenagers were wee things, we used to take them to the Farmer’s Museum up in Cooperstown for the Harvest Fest, Sugaring Off, the…
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As you know, reader, I am a confessed fan of the podcast Maintenance Phase. Even given the moments when their bombshells about, say, Oprah and her…
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I’m not a cryer. And yet twice during the last few weeks, I’ve suddenly found myself sobbing on the couch in front of the TV. Both times, teenagers were…
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A personal truth, which I am somewhat ashamed to admit, given that I am a writer: I do not like poetry. The word “like” doesn’t convey all of my…
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When I started this newsletter yesterday, Roe v. Wade still seemed like settled law. Today? Well. My thoughts are this: It’s not great but it’s also not…
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About a million years ago, I lived in Austin and wrote for the Austin Chronicle, the weekly paper that taught me that journalism could go beyond the…
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Last weekend, I was running on a beach. Just a few days ago, I slipped on the ice in my driveway. It’s been a bi-polar kind of a week, is what I’m…
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The end of the year draws close, as it always does. There is something to be said for the grand cycle of life, where the holidays come in predictable…
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Lead story: At the end of March, I went out into the desert to run 13.1 miles down Mt. Charleston in Nevada. Running in new places is one of my favorite…
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