Thursday, November 1, 2018


I’m a grand sufferer of FOMO,* and yesterday I had to make a choice. Do I stay home, greet trick-or-treaters, have a cocktail (likely a Corpse Reviver) with Lynda, and attend Eve’s afterparty with Martha (first time I’ve been invited!) OR do I get in the car (leaving my house dark, uninviting, un[wo]manned), miss the adorableness, drive 3 hours, and join Tim on his photo shoot at a great camp on Osgood Pond—my home pond, the one we went to for 22 summers—and stay at White Pine Camp for free? Two great places. It was a last-minute call. 

*fear of missing out


  1. Wow, that would be a difficult decision. This is when having the superpower to be in two places at the same time would come in handy.

    So... which was it?

  2. I hate both situations: nothing to do, and too many good choices!