Finding My Saving Grace

In Writing 101 there were three assignments that were to be written as part of a series. It took me over a year to finish all three, each one harder for me to write than the one before it.  The first assignment was Serial Killer was about losing something and I wrote Working Through The Pain with Chocolate and Chardonnay.  The second part in the series was Serially Found which was about finding something and I wrote Not Quite Me.

This is the final part in the three installment series and it is about Lost and Found.


The first time I held your cousin Jennifer Christina in my arms. I drank in her new baby smell and cried softly in her pink sleeper. My due date was ten days prior to the day she was born.  I was supposed to be holding you in my arms, her big cousin by all of less than two weeks, when she arrived. Instead my arms were empty.

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Why Do I Relay?

Why do I relay? The answer to that question like a Facebook relationship status is complicated; complicated in that the answer is multi-faceted.

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It’s Memorial Day!

It’s Memorial Day! How did you honor our nation’s military heroes who sacrificed their lives during war?

Wait a minute.  Wasn’t that last weekend?  Didn’t we celebrate the unofficial start of summer, I mean Memorial Day, by throwing some burgers and dogs on the grill and kicking back a few cold ones?

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Happy Birthday Dad! Love, Your Favorite

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Dad blowing out the candles on his 66th Birthday.

Today would have been my father’s 84th birthday had he not passed away suddenly at the age of 66 from an aneurysm in his stomach.  To say my relationship with my father was and is complicated would be an understatement.  But then again, aren’t all relationships complicated?  I think our relationship was more complicated than most because I was his favorite daughter and sometimes we disappointed each other. Continue reading

St. Patrick’s Day Delayed …

To say it has been a rough winter in the Greater Boston area would be the gross understatement of the year.  It was a winter that brought us what seemed like endless snow events as the meteorologists began calling blizzards, snow northeasters, and regular old snow storms; caused 8 or 9 days of school closings depending on the school system; countless school and business opening delays; a state of emergency or two where all non-essential vehicles were banned from our roads; the breaking of a record for the most snowfall and the delay of our local St. Patrick’s Day Parade. Continue reading

Saturday Suppers: Delayed Thanksgiving Edition

The Tuesday after Thanksgiving, a bathroom remodel project was started in my house.  Between the trips to hardware store after hardware store and the technology issues I’ve been experiencing, I have not had time to finish posts that I’ve been working on.  So here we are just over two weeks after Thanksgiving and I am posting two posts I thought would be posted each of the Saturdays immediately following Thanksgiving.  What is that Steinbeck said about the best-laid plans of mice and men?


After spending Thanksgiving Day with two of my sisters, I also cooked a smaller turkey at home on the Monday after Thanksgiving (work on bathroom renovations interfered with my turkey being cooked over the weekend) and my mother’s to die for sausage stuffing.

Mom’s stuffing was so good as girls, my sisters and I would fight over the last serving in the dish even though Mom made sure there was an ample potful on the stove. Now we fight over who can make Mom’s stuffing the best; until this year I encouraged the battle by telling my sisters that I wasn’t sure which one of them made it as good as Mom. I needed to taste each of them side by side in order to make that determination. As the official taste tester, the two that live closest to me send me containers of their stuffing for me to evaluate. Since most years we go to my other half’s family dinner on Thanksgiving, I developed a healthy competition between my sisters that provided me with containers of Mom’s stuffing to enjoy when we returned home. If you have competitive siblings, this tactic also works for pumpkin pie.

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Saturday Suppers: Marbled Pumpkin Cheesecake

The Tuesday after Thanksgiving, a bathroom remodel project was started in my house.  Between the trips to hardware store after hardware store and the technology issues I’ve been experiencing, I have not had time to finish posts that I’ve been working on.  So here we are just over two weeks after Thanksgiving and I am posting two posts I thought would be posted each of the Saturdays immediately following Thanksgiving.  What is that Steinbeck said about the best-laid plans of mice and men?


Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday; more than even Christmas.  I’ve always loved its simplicity revolving around family and friends, food and football.  It is the slower paced, more relaxing holiday that lacks the commercialism of modern Christmas.

In spite of my love for Thanksgiving or actually probably because of it, in recent years I have stressed over it.  I have allowed others to interfere and determine how my holiday turns out.  Even during years where the holiday has turned out enjoyable, I stress because with my other half’s family things can change on a whim.

This year, I promised myself that I wasn’t going to let others ruin my favorite holiday.   I told my best friend and my sisters that I had made my peace with the situation, that I was going to be at Zen with the outcome whether I enjoyed the holiday I wanted or stayed home alone cooking my turkey and favorite sides. Ultimately, I decided I was going to Thanksgiving dinner at my sister Debbie’s house and stopping by my sister Judy’s for dessert (and making my own smaller Thanksgiving later that weekend).

I decided I would bring pumpkin cheesecake to both gatherings.

I used the Marbled Pumpkin Cheesecake recipe that I had saved in my recipe box on allrecipes.com with some minor changes.

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All the ingredients gathered on the work surface.

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