Notes From All Over

Calabretta Vines

Sign at my gym this Friday:

This is the week most people give up on their
New Year's resolutions. Will you be one of them?

Well, I certainly don't want to be the slacker who gave up less than four weeks into the New Year, so NO.... and I have plenty of company. Almost everyone I know has started a new fitness regimen, given up major food groups, or committed to some kind of 'challenge'. It's a January kind of thing. New year, new you.

Winter Blues Begone

I once worked with a winery owner famous for his 'challenging' personality. He was never, ever happy with his depletions. If you had sold lots of wine A, why hadn't you also sold more of wine B? If you'd knocked it out of the park with A and B, well then what about wine C, hmm? Worse, he complained about absolutely everything, and had no filter around customers. He managed to turn customers into non-customers at an incredible rate. When he visited the US, we'd argue about whose turn it was to deal with him. Rock-paper-scissors not mine!

Walking in the Woods

Scene: Snowy morning. I am dressed in winter gear and snow shoes, have two dogs on a leash, and have just climbed up from the trail to a road crossing. Woman in a car stops, rolls down window.

Woman: Are you ok?

Me (perplexed): Yes...

Woman: But are you lost?

Me (still perplexed): No...?

Woman: But you came out of the woods!

Me, pointing: There's a trail.

Woman: Why on earth would you do that?

Me: Ummm....

Outside the Lines

"You have to color outside the lines once in a while if you want to make your life a masterpiece."
-Albert Einstein

Thanks to a book and some colored pencils I received in a subscription box, I've joined the throngs of people pursuing 'adult coloring books', 'adult' in this case denoting only a lack of cartoon characters and not anything X-rated. It's a soothing, mindless activity. It allows me to pretend I have a smidge of artistic ability. I have only one criticism: there are so many lines to stay within. And I've always enjoyed coloring outside the lines.


Cleaning out my email in-box this week, amongst the offers for 'Hot Russian Women (oh, how well you know me, email!) and AARP offers (ditto), I came upon an article that purported to connect women's personalities to their wine choices. If, for example, you're a Cabernet drinker, you are 'assertive and direct, command discussion, and demand to be heard.' Pinot Noir? You're 'sweet like cherries and strawberries' but are a challenge for men because you 'like to have your own way'.


Right about now, many people are waking up to the realization of, 'Oh, crap! I still have 28 holiday gifts to buy and only 16 days to buy them!' If that's you, and you're feeling like you need a little gift-spiration, no worries! The season snuck up on us, too, but we can help with selections for everyone on your list.

Jack & Lacey

A New Yorker headline noting the passing of former President Bush: 'The Irreducible Niceness of George H.W. Bush'. Irreducible-meaning incapable of being diminished-niceness. The article goes on to say that he is likely to be remembered as the last American president 'not to have been intensely despised by a significant portion of its population'. Not disliked. Not disagreed with. Despised. Strong wording, and yet I can't really quibble with the statement. The contemporary world is occasionally deficient in 'nice'.

Puppy Love

"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man."
-Mark Twain


Once upon a time, a group of old friends had a question. We all loved wine, worked with wine....definitely DRANK wine. Why, we wondered, weren't there more stores that carried the kinds of wines we loved-small production, family-owned, tasty little gems for a great price? Several years later, I decided to create a store to sell those wines, plus fun and interesting beers and spirits. Time flies! On the day after Thanksgiving, Pour Richard's will celebrate its sixth (SIXTH!) birthday.


When I'm in the mood for a really killer workout, I head toward Soulcycle. It's not convenient. The nearest one is in Dedham. The music is ridiculously loud, and I only recognize about 30% of it. But it IS efficient- in only 45 minutes, that class can make every muscle fiber in your body ache. And then there's Ryan.