My Dog is Chelsea

My mother complained at the dinner table during the Family Vacation that my blog has an entire section dedicated to making fun of her. While this is somewhat true (there is indeed a category called “My mother”), my intention is not at all to make fun of her. Except sometimes. She is a wonderful woman—smart, [...]

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Two summers ago, while I was home for my grandmother’s 90th birthday party, I interviewed my Aunt Joanne telling the story of fulfilling (albeit briefly) her lifelong dream of working in a bakery. Now, mind you, when she took on her Saturday shift at the retail shop of the Balthazar Bakery—a high-end wholesale bakery that [...]

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I dare you to show me something cuter: I flew down to San Diego for the weekend to celebrate my cousin Marisa’s daughter Leah’s first birthday. She is so flipping adorable, it’s kind of ridiculous. Such a good kid, too. Here she is with my Uncle Joe, his new puppy Ajax and yours truly: As [...]

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In Utah, I met my cousin’s 8-month-old daughter, Leah, for the first time. She is flipping adorable. She’s a happy baby (which my mother pointed out, ad nauseum, each time she grabbed her little feet and accidentally assumed what is known as the “happy baby” yoga pose) and always very inquisitive. At one restaurant, she [...]

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On the last run of the last day, as thousands and thousands of skiers of all abilities were making the slow, tortuously flat journey back to the base via the only way down, I noticed a short little snowboarder pop out of the trees, cut across a catwalk, and burst down into the extremely crowded [...]

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