3/3/13: On a nursing school budget, the treat of the month was this bunch of daffodils bought at Price Chopper and brought home to sit with me at our rusty table waiting patiently for exams and winter to pass. 3/10/13: I came down with my first case of stuck-in-bed sickness since Jer and I got […]
Yesterday, marked three years since the day I met Jeremiah Breer. He’s still my favorite thing to talk about and my favorite person to spend a lifetime with. The beginning of our relationship has been all zip and rush. I’m looking forward to a mellower next few years, which we’ll spend writing each other snarky […]
I geeked out over goals this year. Of course, with my indecisive ways, I won’t decide until May — at least — which of those goals I plan on putting into action and which will be neglected. The only goal worth sharing is this: Within five years, our annual Christmas/New Year letter will consist of […]
I’m beginning to fall more and more in love with Aretha Franklin. Oh, to be a woman so big! The voice, the confidence, the persona, the guts…
This is what happens when you live in a teeny-tiny apartment squashed atop a pizza shop and billowed in pot smoke and profanity. You optimistically name your little plot “Pie in the Sky,” you cook whopper disasters in a chintzy oven, you make out like parakeets (long story — ask my husband), you pray a fistful of grateful prayers, […]
Things we hear when shopping — That’s a lot of pears! — I can’t help but notice that you’re *really* healthy! — Do you practice yoga? — and our favorite: Are you a true fruititarian? A real one?
A week ago I turned 22. Last night I realized I had jowls. Chubby cheeks have always dominated my face. I was born like an eskimo, and even as a preteen minnie, my cheeks were blow-fish full. Last night, however, indulging in a long examination of the mirror, I realized that my precious baby blubber […]
This must be the new trendy thing, blogging. Because, my youngest sister has a blog, too. This news reached me via email this morning (geez, our multi-connected world!), where a note from Anna Vi announced the launch of Speaking with my Hands.
It says something that my last three blog posts focus on my sisters. I’m a shoddy blogger, at best, but I do love my little heroines. Pie in the Sky’s scruffy upkeep doesn’t seem so disappointing when I deflect to my sisters.
Please pop over to Anna’s blog and give her an encouraging word or two. And, don’t forget to revisit as she adds new posts! Knowing Anna, she’ll serve you up exposes with grit, humor, and sincerity. Enjoy!
This picture to the left shows my two sisters. My sisters are beautiful. They have elegance and poise. My husband tells me that HeatherRose should be called “Reese HeatherSpoon.” He means it as a compliment, but I shamelessly strut a vicious Hardt pride, and proclaim that my sisters are some of the loveliest creatures ever. Reese Witherspoon […]
She knows the infamy of my husband’s family name, and after working with Nurse Gracie over the course of a few night shifts, she told me, “I bet you get asked all the time if you’re related to the bad Breers, Harley and all. Well, you know what! I’m gonna ask you if you’re related […]