- July 30
- I'm a lawyer in my past life, who got the kids through college and decided to try something different and a little more fun. A used book store sounded like a good idea, so that's where I am for now. I just hadn't counted on a recession or E-readers and am a little afraid there's going to be a third act. In the meantime, I have plenty to read and a little time to write. Not a bad way to spend a day.
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December 17, 2013 11:21PM
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November 23, 2013 06:44AM
- The Kennedy Drawer
November 20, 2013 09:29AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Interesting piece. It
still doesn't make it a
Freedom of Speech
- “I guess I'm growing old
right along with them. They
make me laugh out
- “Happy Merry to you, too.
It's nice to be doing
enjoy and are
- “It's hard to look back
at our old pictures and not
where the time went
- “I had to go and read the
words to "The River"--love
December 19, 2013 09:53PM
You better write great
I've yet to find the Christmas spirit. I'm still digesting Thanksgiving.
We went to St. Louis this year. One baby, one toddler, two car seats, six carry-ons, two adults, one airplane ride, not a single covered dish among us.
My friend, who I'll call "E" to protect her identity, picked us… Read full post »
It started out as a 10 year old's collection. Nail files and pencils, given out for free at the County Fair, with "Vote for Kennedy" printed in red and blue ink. A piece of loose leaf notebook paper with the Kennedy cheer that I chanted during recess. A bumper sticker and… Read full post »
I get it. I really do. Apes can stand up, have opposable thumbs and share our same basic arrangement of internal organs and bones. I can even see the resemblance. If not in me, certainly in some of the men I've dated.
My problem isn't with… Read full post »
My daughter doesn't like to watch House Hunters anymore. As a new homeowner of a small house, she finds it depressing to see how much more house she could have had in different areas o… Read full post »
My daughter has a habit of taking lots of pictures. With two young kids and a camera always at her fingertips, it's to be expected. First facial expression almost resembling a smile. Click. First bath. Click. Thirty-second picture of a boy in his wagon. Click. First Halloween. Click, click, click, cl… Read full post »
A man was watching an amazing trick at a magic show when someone yelled out, "Wow, can you tell us how you did that?" "I would," said the magician, "but then I'd have to kill you." A few seconds later, the same voice yelled out, "Could you tell my mother-in-law?"
Three… Read full post »
I had a Great Aunt Alene who never married, never lived farther than a mile from her birthplace, went to the same country church for 70 plus years, and drove the same little blue Rambler for all the years that I knew her.
Although "drove" probably isn't the best word,… Read full post »
I was reading a book about memory the other day when a line made me pause. The author referenced Eric Kandel, a Nobel Prize winning scientist, for having written something to the effect that we are what we remember.
I looked him up and, sure enough, he even gave a speech… Read full post »
On the deck, drinking my morning coffee, I catch a glimpse of a spider web as it moves almost imperceptively in the still morning air. It appears unattached to anything--three feet from the edge of the open porch umbrella, five feet above the deck floor, ten or twelve feet from the… Read full post »
I'm learning the streets of suburban DC one street at a time. Or, more accurately, one Home Depot, Target, and playground at a time. With no GPS and no E-ZPass, it's been slow going, but my circle of comfort is getting bigger.
On my first outing, which involved only one turn… Read full post »
Twelve years ago, just a few weeks after I bought a slightly used Honda CRV, my daughters took off alone on an East Coast road trip to check out colleges for the younger sister. They were 19 and 16 at the time and left with no GPS, no motel reservations, and… Read full post »
It's been an experience to live the last month and a half in an apartment with one fork, one spoon, one plate, one chair and an apartment so bare that my landlord, after entering to show it to a prospective tenant, emailed me to ask when I had moved out.
To… Read full post »
The "Open" sign that stood outside is gone. The one hanging on the door is turned around.
Yet people continue to show up. The word of the "free day" still making its rounds apparently.
But that was last week. When books were still on shelves in mostly alphabetical order… Read full post »
They come together whenever the oldest is in town, which is often. At least every several weeks for each of the seven years that I've had the store. She drives the six hours from southern Missouri in between trips to the east coast, where she has a daughter, and the southwest,… Read full post »
She drove three hours each way to shop at my bookstore in its last days. Even though she drove three hours each way just seven days earlier to attend my daughter's wedding.
We met when I was pregnant with my first daughter and looking for a live in nanny. For… Read full post »
A friend of my sister had what she called her signature piece of jewelry--something she wore every day and was known for. Being an affordable initial necklace (at least by Tiffany's prices), she probably wasn't the only one wearing it. But she liked the way that it defined her.
Yesterday… Read full post »
I bought my first Spanx last week. Or, to be honest, the Maidenform knock-off that I found at Target at a much lower price. A mere $15.99 to make me "Suddenly Skinny!" as the tag promised. It seemed okay to add some Nutter Butters to the conveyor belt since I'd be… Read full post »
I wanted to write something serious and meaningful today. My youngest daughter, Bess, is getting married on Saturday and she deserves a heartfelt post for her momentous day.
But, every time I sit down to type, all I can think about is the latest KFC commercial where… Read full post »
When my dad turned 65 and retired from the factory job that he probably hated for thirty some years, my sister and I sent him 65 birthday cards, writing personal messages in each one.
It was easy to come up with things to say because he was such a big… Read full post »
I'm beginning to see people for the last time.
Staz came in on Friday. He's 6 and comes in with his dad. We've celebrated five birthdays with free books from what he calls "Jeanne's Store." He's a little shy, but very smart. We talk about school, and t-ball, and silly… Read full post »