For those who have been following my recent saga of moving for the fourth time in four years, my 14-year-old son getting hit by a car on his bike and riding in an ambulance to hospital where he ended up being fine, the moving van swiping my parked vehicle in the driveway and doing thousands of dollars damage, a family of raccoons living in the fireplace at our new address and my son getting bitten by a dog on his leg before he left to compete at the North American Irish Dance Championships, thank you for listening. Continue reading
One year ago today I decided to stop drinking alcohol. I was a white wine drinker and it had become almost a daily habit. If I met someone for a meal I had a glass. If I got home late after an event I had a glass. If I went away for the weekend I had a few glasses. So many hidden, liquid calories.
So I just decided to stop. Cold turkey. For the first six months it didn’t make much difference. Then last January I decided to try Tim Ferriss’ slow carb lifestyle. And I lost 23 pounds. Continue reading
We just returned from the North American Irish Dance Championships held this year in Vancouver. Thirty-five-hundred dancers and 20,000 family and friends descended on the city for a week full of Olympian artistry. The gorgeous venue overlooked the Pacific Ocean and the first thing I noticed after the salt-water breeze was the air of expectation. It was palpable. Continue reading