[Willow dress + Jeffrey Campbell booties + Rebecca Taylor sweater + J.Crew belt + feather earrings from etsy.] Yes'm. Still wearing wool sweaters up here. And I gotta be honest with you: I almost snapped yesterday. For the 6th day in a row I was unable to see anything beyond the trees across the ... View Post
Conversation with my therapist: "But, Carey, did you ever think to tell Rob: 'I apologize, and I think this is a great conversation, I'd like to continue it some time, but right now I just want to look at the water...'?" "I guess, I just... I assumed... I mean, that's how I am. The way I am. I ... View Post
This morning I sat up on the deck alone for a few hours drinking coffee, while Rob slumbered away downstairs where I'd left him. Warm enough for shorts and a sweatshirt, Vermont made an irrevocable promise this morning that she's agreed to shift into Spring. And in my forgiveness of her grievous ... View Post
This may seem like a little photo overkill for a post about a soup place (without any photos of the soup, to boot), but for someone who has a tremor, I'm super proud of these: Smokin' Bowls: the lazy wife's savior during a blizzard. Shoot the moose if I'm not tired of telling you about the ... View Post
The best of both worlds in one night: staying in and going out. Because going out means driving a few yards down the mountain and over a small hill to get beers at Johnny See Saw's. Act I. Staying in. I was late coming back from Saratoga, where I went to do fun things like return the cable ... View Post