Boston Fun And Pi Day

Hi, folks! Checking in to let you know what I’ve been up to and to wave my nerd flag proudly, wishing you a Happy Pi Day.

Recently, I spent several weeks in Boston for part one of my current granny nanny stint when our daughter, Annie, returned to work following her maternity leave.

I was in charge of the newest arrival, Harry

Baby Harry

(as you can see we are already turning him into an Irish fan)…

and his big brother, Andy (whom we are apparently turning into a fan of lifestyle magazines like the Real Simple he is about to peruse in this photo).

Andy 2017

There is a reason that babies are born to those who are young and energetic rather than those of us who are older and, let’s say, more sedentary. Still, I managed to hold my own with these two guys.

They made it pretty easy.

On-time feedings, attention to the nap and diaper changing schedules along with perpetual song singing and book reading were all they asked of me. In return, the boys accepted my non-stop smooching, cuddling and picture taking.

We got along splendidly.

Because both of our children and all of our grandchildren live only a couple of miles from each other (approximately 1,000 miles away from us but practically next door to one another), we get to spend time with all the little nuggets when we visit Boston.

Although my granny nanny duties kept me busy, we did manage to join Chip and Dale for play dates, trips to the trampoline park and playground and general fun.

Chip and DaleChip is still in his PJs here because he was a bit under the weather. Dale, having just returned from pre-school, was helping his twin brother pick out some “quiet time” books for Momo to read.

The timing of my trip allowed me to attend a beautiful luncheon at the home of my dear pal and superstar blogger, Katie Clooney of Preppy Empty Nester.

Lunch prepared by The Mister

What a treat to spend time with this group of smart, interesting and hilarious gals. I’m eager to crash their next party join them for another get together soon!

Katie Clooney's lunch guests

Hostess Katie (with the help of her husband, the chef du jour) outdid herself. Her beautiful home, warm hospitality, and all-encompassing awesomeness made for a perfect afternoon!

Now back home I’m spending time with my folks as my mom recovers from a little something-something.

In honor of Pi Day, we enjoyed a ridiculously delicious chicken pot pie from the Centerville Pie Company in Hyannis, Massachusetts.

Centerville Pie Company

My dear pal, Ellie, sent a couple of these pies as a “get well soon” treat. And what a treat it was!!

Half the pie is gone

We gobbled down half of the pie before I could snap a picture.

You are probably wondering what wine we paired with this extraordinary pie.

2008 Argyle Spirithouse Reserve Series Pinot Noir

This 2008 Argyle Reserve Series Spirithouse Pinot Noir came from our cellar but you can find Argyle Pinot Noir at your favorite wine (maybe even grocery) store. In addition to the single vineyard, reserve wines, Argyle produces quite a lovely, reliable, everyday wine.

Before too long I will head back to Boston for nanny granny part two and to wait for the arrival of our next grandchild – OUR FIRST GIRL!!!!!!  A shower of pink is coming our way!

So stay tuned for that excitement and, of course, more wine.

Happy Pi Day!

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How Do You Hygge?

Am I the last person on earth to learn about hygge?

hygge

On the Oxford Dictionary’s short list for 2016 Word of the Year, hygge is a lifestyle trend that has apparently made a splash in the last year or so in the U.S.

Hygge (pronounced something like HYOO-guh) is a Danish word with no exact translation. It is a feeling, a mood, an experience – deriving joy from life’s simple pleasures.

As best I can glean from my tiny bit of extensive research, hygge denotes coziness, contentment, simplicity, and peacefulness. A combination of the people, places, and things that make you happiest.

No electronics allowed.

Hygge is something that the Danish people take pride in elevating to an art form.

Hygge can be as simple as a cup of coffee enjoyed while wrapped in your favorite blanket, curled up in your favorite chair.

blanket and coffee

Or it can be, like feng shui, a guiding design principle for your home or office.

While previously ignorant of the concept, it seems I have had my hygge-groove on around our house for a while.

After having moved a number of times, one gets really, really tired of “stuff”. Stuff to pack and unpack, stuff to arrange, stuff to dust and stuff to move aside to make room for new stuff.

Since retuning to Chicago, we have purged our shelves of tchotchkes and are trying to create a relaxed and (without even knowing it) hygge home.

Sure we have pictures of family and friends and a few sentimental objects around the place but these are things that bring us joy – add to the hygge in our home.

Oh, wow! Now I’m really in the groove. Soon I will be a hygge expert!

Even my daily rituals suggest a bit of hygge. I have a few favorite coffee mugs which bring back great memories related to particular trips or experiences.

Cowgirl Coffee mug

And some that just amuse me.

Shhhh there's wine in here

A cup of coffee in one of these mugs starts my day off right.

All day, every day, I have one of my beloved Nest candles burning. The delicate aroma makes the house feel cozy to me.

Nest Candle

My monthly “girls’ night in” get-togethers are overflowing with hygge. They are always meant to be casual, low-key evenings spent catching up with dear friends.

Girlfriends Gather Here

Last month we had “Soup and Pajamas” night to which my pal, Mare, wore her green, full-length, fleece onsie. If that’s not a hygge outfit I don’t know what is.

My sister-in-law has an extraordinary talent for creating hygge. If I didn’t know that she was 100% Irish, I might assume that she was Danish.

This gal has an extremely stressful, high-stakes, high-power job and needs every ounce of hygge she can get.

As often as possible, she will end the day by lighting candles all over her living room, grabbing a glass of wine and a cozy throw and taking time to breathe and decompress. The hygge is at its peak when this scene includes family and friends.

Fire Pit

 

Living in California means that she can enjoy outside hygge year-round where the candles are replaced by a firepit but the wine, cozy throw and loved ones are still part of the equation.

The concept of hygge, according to the Danish Ambassador, is a type of meditation – even done in a group – during which polarizing subjects are off limits in favor of focusing on what makes us happy.

I guess we all have stress, turmoil, and angst in our lives to one degree or another from time to time…or constantly.

It seems we can all use a little more hygge in our life.

How about you? Have you heard of this lifestyle movement? How do you hygge?

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Women’s March Chicago – A Beautiful Day And A Beautiful Event

On Saturday, I participated in the Women’s March Chicago along with my husband, my sister-in-law and 250,000ish of our closest friends.

Women's March

Chicago has a, perhaps well deserved, reputation for bad Winter weather. Well, someone was looking out for us marchers because Saturday was an absolutely glorious day – sunny and 60+ degrees.

I heard one marcher say, “Today is the one day I’m ok with global warming.”

I’m sure they were kidding and they are NOT ok with global warming but it was nice to have a sunny day.

Our little, mighty band of marchers decided to stay in the city on Friday night to avoid traffic on Saturday morning.

We went down to the hotel’s Starbucks about an hour before the gates were going to open at the rally venue. Already the lobby and Starbucks were packed with pink hatted folks.

By the way, a giant shout-out of thanks to my fabulous daughter-in-law, Lily, for knitting hats for us so that we would be properly adorned.

As we left the hotel, we started to get a better sense of how many people were joining us.

Women's March Chicago Art Institute

Note that the bus is jam packed. We passed by an “L” stop and folks were just streaming out of the trains on onto the streets.

As recently as the beginning of last week, the Women’s March Chicago organizers were estimating 22,000 marchers based upon the number who had registered on Eventbrite.

On Thursday they sent out a notice that the number had jumped to 50,000 then 60,000.

As we walked down Michigan Avenue heading for the rally, there were people in the streets and on the sidewalk as far as you could see.

We looked at each other and said, “Toto, this is going to be WAY more than 60,000 people.”

Women's March Chicago entering the park

The organizers sent out a plea, asking all participants to stay off the grass at Grant Park since they would be responsible for the cost to repair any damage done. (The Cubs had to pay $388,000 for repairs after the World Series Champions rally in November.)

God bless all the cooperative midwesterners. We did stay off the grass.

WOmen's March Chicago stay off the grass

Even though we arrived at the rally over an hour before its scheduled start time, this was as close as we could get.

Women's Rally Chicago stage

The crowd continued to build. Not just an event for women, there were plenty of men showing their support, too. And lots of Cubs fans.

Women's March Chicago cubs fans

Soon the message started filtering through the crowd:

Rather than the expected 60,000 participants, the crowd is estimated to be 250,000. The park is completely full of people. All of the streets around us – Michigan Avenue, Columbus Drive, Jackson, Van Buren, and more – are shut down to traffic and flooded with people. The entire length of what was to be the march route is packed with sign carrying folks.

This is AMAZING!

Although the organizers said that officially the “march” part of the day was canceled you sure wouldn’t know it by the streams of people who peacefully walked through the closed streets of Chicago for hours.

women's march Chicago marching

Women's March Chicago people everywhere

Every participant had their reason for joining in on this event. While there certainly were a number of signs expressing dissatisfaction with our new President, overall the message of the day was one of strength, respect, sister (and brother) hood, and action.

And love for our country.

Women, men, families, grandparents, babies in strollers, lots and lots of little girls and boys, veterans, people from across the entire spectrum of our citizenry joined together.

The Women’s March Chicago was a beautiful, powerful, happy, uplifting and moving event and I am thrilled to have experienced it.

Women's March Chicago Kindness Counts

Why did I march?

Honestly, for me it was less about protesting the election results (although I’m pretty sure you know where I stand on that) and more about what kind of country and world I want for my children and grandchildren.

Women's March Chicago my sign

I marched because I believe in equal rights and respect for all people.

I marched because I realized that I need to be a better citizen; a more responsible and engaged citizen.

I need to be the change I want to see.

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If I Were Invisible…

Hi. I’m Mo. You might remember me? I used to write a blog…

The days and weeks have flown by and I’ve missed being here.

My absence has been the result of many things including lots of (mostly good) activities but also, to be perfectly honest, a bit of post-election blues.

Although I rarely make New Year’s resolutions because they are usually kicked to the curb by Valentine’s Day, I realized that right now I need a resolution or, better yet, a mantra to get back into my Pollyanna groove.

“I will choose love over hate, happiness over anger, kindness over vengeance and action over idle complaints.”

I feel better already.

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Moving on…

If you’ve been around here for a while, you’ve heard me talk about Coach Daddy’s 6 Word Challenge.  Each month, Eli poses a question that participants must answer in exactly six words. It is a creatively challenging and sometimes maddening exercise in clever conciseness.

This month’s question: “If you could be invisible for a week, what would you do?”

Hmmm…

There are so many directions this could go.

Would I want to use this super power to get even with someone? To feather my pockets with ill-gotten gains? No, too mean and dishonest. (See mantra above.)

Perhaps I’d spend a week hanging out among lions or polar bears to soak in their beauty and majesty up close, without the fear of being eaten. Not a bad idea but, after all, isn’t that the job of the National Geographic Channel?

OOOO! How about this: I could park myself inside Buckingham Palace to see just what the Royals do all day. Oh sure, they have some duties to attend to as part of their ceremonial positions and then there’s the daily high tea, but other than that? I’d love to know.

With 188 staff bedrooms, the palace houses plenty of folks to do all the work around the place; surely that means the Royals have scads of free time on their hands. What do they do all day?

Do the Royals sit around watching “Ladies of London”, reading Hello! magazine or pinning items to their “Fascinating Fascinators” or “Recipes For The Downstairs Staff” boards on Pinterest?

If I were invisible, I could find out.

I guess I could also read a book about the Royals. I suppose that might answer my curiosity but certainly would be way less fun than roaming the halls in my invisibility cloak.

Alright, here’s a thought.

If I were invisible, maybe I could get myself a magic wand (if you are dreaming, dream big) and then maybe I could use that magic wand to go around doing anonymous good deeds.

Yes, that’s it.

My 6-word response to the question,”If you could be invisible for a week, what would you do?”:

Grant wishes with my magic wand.

Kind of like Ellen or Oprah without the zillions of dollars required to be a real-life fairy godmother.

Wouldn’t it be fun to perform random acts of kindness and get to see the surprise in the faces of the recipients without it seeming like you are just hanging around looking for a “thank you”?

To be able to catch a glimpse of the joy experienced by your target before reholstering your wand and invisibly moving on to the next “victim”?

No pats on the back, no newspaper headlines. Simply kindness for the sake of kindness.

Well, I’m not likely to come into possession of an invisibility cloak or magic wand anytime soon but I can do my best to spread light in the world through positive words and kind deeds.

Random acts of kindness, standing up for and protecting others, thwarting bullies wherever and whenever they surface, encouraging hope, always hope. I’d like these to be my superpowers.

I can think of no better way to clear the blues.

Make the world a better place

What about you? What would you do if you were invisible for a week? What would you want your superpowers to be? Do you ever wonder about the idle time of the Royals or is that just me?

By the way, do yourself a favor and spend some time visiting Coach Daddy’s site. You will be glad you did!

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