"Chi son? Sono un poeta. Che cosa faccio? Scrivo. E come vivo? Vivo. In povert`a mia lieta scialo da gran signore rime ed inni d'amore."

http://dooce.com/2014/10/24/opera/

A small heads up for anyone headed to this beautiful spot in the middle of The Great Salt Lake.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/24/the-causeway/

There isn't even a name for what happened to me so I'm calling it "Just Put Down Your Damn Phone."

http://dooce.com/2014/10/23/matters-of-the-hand/

Yet another moment in a very necessary recurring series.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/22/pb-and-j/

A simple, elegant touch to any outfit, and yes, that includes yoga pants and a tank top.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/22/uncomplicated-jewelry/

Historical facts do not matter when trying to distract a five-year-old from the knowledge that we are not yet at our destination.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/21/exploring-magical-world-fiction/

What? No cop approaching my car? And I call this a mommyblog.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/21/objects-in-mirror/

Hey! Get off his lawn so that he can nap right in the middle of it.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/20/the-napping-house-2/

I guess this place is okay. Could use a little more drama, maybe.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/20/antelope-island/

This week's link roundup.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/17/stuff-i-found-while-looking-around-89/

My alarm system is now a sign on my front door that says COCO LIVES HERE.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/17/thats-my-guard-dog/

I cannot wait to have her join me in a spin class, nearly puke and then feel the rush of endorphins afterward.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/16/i-want-to-ride-my-bicycle/

I am giving you permission to discipline my children unless your approach to discipline is none whatsoever.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/15/takes-a-village/

The hills are now in Technicolor.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/15/hills-now-technicolor/

They grow these little pumpkins for this very purpose.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/15/chuck-pumpkin/

Normally I'm all BAH HUMBUG this time of year, but Marlo's enthusiasm is just a tiny bit contagious.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/14/halloween-party/

I wonder how many of us will now have this stuck in our heads for the rest of the day.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/14/our-primary-colors-are-one-two-three/

First Peter Frampton, then Donny Osmond, and now... and now Sweet Micky.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/13/musician-on-plane-haiti/

October comes in like a lamb, and that lamb gets roasted and slapped between two buns by a lion about halfway through.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/13/savoring-the-last-minutes/

If my kids are going to embrace change, then so will I.

http://dooce.com/2014/10/13/october-hike/