Category: no fear

One of those women

by Karen, posted in friends, Midlife Crisis, no fear

I realized today, as I peered at myself in the bathroom mirror, deciding whether to eat breakfast first or shower first...that the roots of my hair were looking kind of gray and dark. Then I had my second realization: I'd become one of those women. You know, one of those women who dyed their hair, only … Continue reading One of those women

Angels at Clay Hill Farm, part 2

by Karen, posted in (it's all about the) food, friends, local fun, no fear

I attended the Angel Dinner the other night with a friend and I loved it. I wasn't sure what to expect, so if you are wondering how it works, let me clue you in. You come in and are seated by the waitress. Ruth Kramer is the Intuitive featured at Clay Hill Farm's Angel Readings. She … Continue reading Angels at Clay Hill Farm, part 2

WHAT is THAT?

by Karen, posted in (it's all about the) food, family, Midlife Crisis, no fear

My husband usually calls to chat when he's commuting from work. "Remind me when I get home; I have something for you," he said. I wondered what it might be. He often brings home little surprises. Sometimes it's a pastry of some sort, or a plant, or a book that he thinks that I might … Continue reading WHAT is THAT?

Critters in the Attic Update

by Karen, posted in family, friends, no fear, Someone's gotta say it

Critter free, day three. I'm feeling hopeful and confident enough to say what we did to have driven them away for good. Well, there was some activity in my bathroom ceiling above the shower. I turned on the exhaust fan and left it running around the clock for a couple of days (okay, all week) and I didn't … Continue reading Critters in the Attic Update

Angels at Clay Hill Farm

by Karen, posted in (it's all about the) food, friends, no fear, restaurants

My friend Kristen recently offered me the gift of angels in the form of a visit to my house. It had strings attached, however. One must, after hosting the aforementioned angels for a period of time, send them on their merry way to the households of three other people. I could not think of three … Continue reading Angels at Clay Hill Farm

Critter Crusade, Part 2

by Karen, posted in education, friends, no fear, shopping

So, the baits we (read: 'he', my husband; he did the actual crawling around up in the crawl space) put out yesterday were not effective. It sounds now as if the critters brought in some reinforcements, so we were forced to regroup and redouble our efforts. First stop: Tractor Supply Company in Sanford. Anyone who has … Continue reading Critter Crusade, Part 2

What’s in the attic?

by Karen, posted in no fear, relationships

There I was, sound asleep, minding my own business, when what do I hear? I had no clue. A loud noise awakened me, but I had no idea at first from whence it came. I lay there, listening hard, wondering why oh why does this always happen when my husband is away? Suddenly, I hear … Continue reading What’s in the attic?

Susan Conley at Kennebooks

by Karen, posted in books, friends, good grief, health, local fun, no fear, relationships, writing

Susan Conley recently came to Kennebooks to read from her book, The Foremost Good Fortune. Susan is a Mainer, raised in Woolwich. In addition to being a great writer, she is also a great reader. Maybe this is because (as we learned in her talk) Susan is a poetry teacher, and when she reads passages … Continue reading Susan Conley at Kennebooks

What do (married) men want?

by Karen, posted in Date night, Midlife Crisis, no fear, relationships, Someone's gotta say it

I don't know about you, but when I go to the beach, I am most comfortable when almost every inch of me is covered from my chest to oh, say about mid-thigh. Let's just say that I am a big fan of those skirted bathing suits, which my husband refers to as 'mommy-suits' (or in … Continue reading What do (married) men want?

Spaciousness (or: A Theory of Relativity)

by Karen, posted in book reviews, books, family, friends, health, Midlife Crisis, no fear, relationships, yoga

In the book What Alice Forgot by Liane Moriarty, she talks about the idea of spacious days. What a concept!!!! Mostly, my days feel jam-packed to me, without a moment to spare for anything. That's how I usually think about them, at least. My to-do list is longer than my arm. I suspect that other mothers … Continue reading Spaciousness (or: A Theory of Relativity)