Author Archives: Brooke Frick

Moments of Greatness

In every life there are moments of greatness. Weddings, graduations, births, and promotions automatically come to mind. But there are other much less “significant” moments in life that sometimes surpass or at least rival these major life events. Moments when you close your eyes and try to etch those minutes and seconds into your memoryContinueContinue reading “Moments of Greatness”

More on Christmas and Charlie Brown

Today I went to the mall…not for gifts, but to get out of the house with my two young boys. Malls, as I discovered in Pittsburgh, can be a great place in the winter time. It’s warm, it’s big, and there’s plenty of food and distractions. All things good for kids. That’s what brought meContinueContinue reading “More on Christmas and Charlie Brown”

Costco, Christmas, and Charlie Brown

It’s the dawn of a new era: Costco sells Christmas trees. “Field grown in North Carolina,” the sign says. As if that is supposed to make you feel like you are not buying a tree from the same place where you stock up on toilet paper and diapers. No, it’s a “field grown” tree. IContinueContinue reading “Costco, Christmas, and Charlie Brown”

Snow falling on blogs

Snow Falling on Cedars. Remember that movie? Well, I never saw it, but this is snow falling on blogs! Like it? Actually, that’s what it’s been doing here in Pittsburgh the past several days so I suppose it’s appropos. Lots of beautiful snow showers—though nothing more than a dusting has stuck around. But still beautiful toContinueContinue reading “Snow falling on blogs”

So long Steel City

My boys are napping and I should be packing. Or sleeping, washing dishes, doing laundry..anything but sitting down to write about how I’m going to miss our cozy little apartment (kept faithfully at 75 degrees) and our little adventures in Pittsburgh. For tomorrow we leave, and I can honestly say that I am a little sad to go home!

Pittsburgh, I’ve discovered, is a really cool city. Much cooler than the name implies. Something about the word “pitt” makes me think of grease balls and pit stains, not too appealing. But then again, that is Brad Pitt’s last name and greasy and sweaty are not adjectives I generally call to mind when thinking of Brad Pitt. Nevertheless, I wasn’t sure what to think of the city when I found out in October that we’d be spending six weeks there.

Not so dirty diapers…

Somehow, I knew this post was coming. I just didn’t know when. It saddens me a little because I really wanted to write about my pleasant grocery shopping experience this morning. (I usually loathe grocery shopping.) I wanted to write about the fact that I spent $99 on our groceries for the week, which, includedContinueContinue reading “Not so dirty diapers…”