I really didn't mean to drop off the face of the earth. If you're one of my coworkers, you know I haven't. In fact, you may want to see less of me. But if you're my husband or another loved one, you might be convinced that I have. Not so.Where have I been? For nearly a month now, I've been a one-woman team, and it's going much better than I expected. My flash drive has been indispensable, and Ian has been extremely understanding when I have to sit down at my computer to push through a few more Word docs before bedtime (thank you!). We've interviewed several great candidates for the vacant editorial assistant position but haven't decided who'll make the round-two cut -- I'm hoping to make an offer by mid-October...that still seems like a long way off. At least I'm never bored at work!
I'm making a conscious effort not to go insane. When I need a break from the constant stream of content, I take a mental getaway to the cottage pictured above. It was once Washington Irving's home; Ian and I passed by a few weekends ago when we were hiking in the Hudson River Valley. The house is called Sunnyside -- wouldn't it be cool to have a house with a name?! -- and it felt so bucolic, and so, so calm. Time seemed to slow way down there, like I could have just sat and existed, or watched boats sail past on the Hudson, or journaled, or danced barefoot through the garden. This is a place where people can breathe. I feel relaxed already.
Do you have a place like that?



So Ian and I finally ventured inside our neighborhood's new Whole Foods store, something we swore we'd never do. We'd subscribed to the "whole paycheck" moniker that people (even many around here) use. But we were amazed to find that it wasn't a rip-off. In fact, it may be the most reasonably priced grocery in our neighborhood. Of course, some of the specialty items were insanely expensive, but they're specialty items. I was particularly excited about the fruits and veggies, and Ian loved the beer selection. He bought a can of Dale's Pale Ale from Oskar Blues Brewery. I'd been craving lemonade and we found a bag of lemons for $3. Bingo.






