Author Archives: Marcy

About Marcy

I blog about trying to get out of my comfort zone, completing 101 things in 1001 days (and beyond), and writing my memoirs. My book: Timid No More.

Dance Like Pachamama’s Watching

A lone woman, burdened by sticks, enters the village square. Soon there’s another … seven … twenty. Their bonfire warms our cheeks, ignites our imaginations. They’ve circled, in blurs of accelerating joy, since before Spaniards arrived to conquer a land, … Continue reading

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Deleted moments

I love the move to digital photography with its endless chances to get the shot right, and I delete the bad ones as I go along. When I sifted through a box of old, curled up family photographs, though, I realized … Continue reading

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If I Knew You Were Coming, I’d’ve Baked a Cake in a Shoe Box

I’ll admit it: I am drawn to the kooky. Whether it’s a challenge to host a Spambalaya Jambalaya dinner party, visit kitschy roadside attractions, or make guacamole ice cream sandwiches, I’m your woman. And since I never know when something I should … Continue reading

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Up a Creek, but Unsinkable: Weekend in Denver

{In a previous post, I told how my husband is convinced he’s solved the mystery of Forrest Fenn’s hidden treasure–Seeking Treasure: The Thrill of the Chase.} “From there it’s no place for the meek, The end is ever drawing nigh; … Continue reading

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Seeking Treasure: The Thrill of the Chase

My husband pores over web sites, explaining his line-by-line interpretations as he toggles between a Google map and a poem that holds clues to the hidden treasure. He points out canyons and creeks, hots springs and abandoned mines. He has a feverish gleam … Continue reading

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Schadenfreude in My Facebook Feed

Schadenfreude: pleasure derived from the misfortune of another, or, just maybe, from the fortune he never wanted Although he was my mortal enemy and chief bully during my formative years, my brother Steve and I reached a détente when I reached my … Continue reading

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Perfection slips away, one shot at a time

The ball springs off his racket toward my sweet spot; I’ll smash a forehand down the line: racket back, turn sideways, little steps, line it up, track it, bend my knees, follow through — a split second late, and that ball … Continue reading

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Odds and Ends as Spring Arrives

1. — Over the last year, I’ve photographed a few examples of the number 42 for a writing challenge I sometimes enter, but I recently started seeing the number all over the place. I’ve been scanning signs and price tags for it everywhere, … Continue reading

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Bánh Mì: The Best Sandwich in the World (a Second Stay at Home Date Night)

{Celebrate your courage: Send me a postcard.} .Homemade Pork Bánh Mì for Stay at Home Date Night The story behind my obsession with this sandwich Perhaps you too would have felt cranky and dubious if you’d been lost in Little Italy, dragging … Continue reading

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Jewel-toned one-pot pasta: Beets cleaning an extra pot

{Celebrate your courage: Send me a postcard.} I got the side eye from family members when I picked up beets for a new beef and beets pasta recipe I wanted to try, so I roasted the beets anyway and set them aside … Continue reading

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