- 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.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Kitd's Open Call: 5 Things I
Love to Do
October 18, 2014 08:35AM
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Last Month (a Little Late)
October 13, 2014 10:07PM
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October 04, 2014 12:29PM
- The Tiger's Tail
September 24, 2014 11:30AM
- Finding the Familiar
September 07, 2014 09:33AM
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1. Walking my three year old grandson home from school. I walk him both ways, but in the morning we're usually in a hurry, particularly if he's stopped to have a bi-lingual chat and fist bump with the grounds-keeper. In the afternoons, there's no reason to rush and we have plenty of… Read full post »
1. This first one is easy.
I've learned that I'm a procrastinator. Kitd did this Open Call on September 29th. I read it and immediately said, "I'm going to do this. It'll be fun." It's now 15 days later, everyone's forgotten about the Open Call, and I'm just getting around… Read full post »
And then, one day, in his later teens, he looked up at the sand-swirled ceiling and recalled with fond nostalgia how he used to see the face of God up there, and only then did he realize that God was gone, that he'd lost track of Him a few years back.… Read full post »
In my last post, I wrote about getting familiar with Mexico through my daily walks--excursions that I enjoy and that have helped me feel somewhat at home.
While that post was mostly true, it seems that I omitted a certain bump in the road that's found me eyeball to eyeball… Read full post »
When you move from country to country in the foreign service, your car and most of your possessions follow behind by a couple of months. You arrive with whatever essentials you can fit in two suitcases, which ends up being too much underwear and not enough books.
Someone meets yo… Read full post »
'When you're dead, you turn into a snake," my three year old grandson told me yesterday as we walked home from school.
"Where'd you hear that? People don't turn into snakes," I told him.
"Yes they do!"
"No they don't."
"Yes they do!" with a foot stomp.
"No! They don't!" trying for&nbs… Read full post »
Every time I pack up and move, I have the same two thoughts.
"Why am I still carrying this around?" and "I really wish I had held on to that."
The first usually refers to some dress I haven't worn in years, but can't seem to toss because someone once told me… Read full post »
Getting through the first two weeks here without a car, a phone, TV, internet, or English newspapers was its own sort of foreign experience.
Mexico, by comparison, almost feels like home.
The few hitches have come from my lack of Spanish and the number of khak… Read full post »
I've gotten lost every time I've tried to drive home from Reagan airport in DC traffic. The roads split too often, signs come too late, cars speed by too fast, and all the honking distracts me.
I've never been much of a honker myself. There's a likely beep of warnin… Read full post »
When my daughters were struggling to write college application essays, my advice was always the same. "Write small. Write about one small event or one moment in time, not the story of your life or your opinion on some major issue. You'll be surprised how the little moments will explain the big… Read full post »
The two little girls walked out of the house and into the car crying. Loud sobs that I heard from a back deck across the street, two houses down.
They were leaving their empty house for both the first and last time. Toys gone, closets empty, walls bare. No bikes in the drivew… Read full post »
10. "My kids are perfect."
9. "My kids are near perfect."
8. "Extra butter please." (Actually, I say this pretty often. I always wanted to say it without guilt though.)
7. "They fixed it right the first time!"
6. "I want to thank the Academy, the entire cast, and my date, Robert… Read full post »
My girls and I had just moved into a new house and I was in the back yard building a sandbox. Our neighbor, a father of six, walked over to see if I needed help.
"I think I've got it," I said, as I dragged the last 2 by 12 into place.
He watched as… Read full post »
My sister called the other night. She thought I might have some advice to pass on to a friend who's moving in with her son and daughter-in-law to be the live-in nanny for her new grandchild.
"So, this is what it's come to," I thought. No more requests for book… Read full post »
"Serious runners should move to the front," the man with the bullhorn announced.
No one moved.
Apparently, a 3K with no entry fee, no sign up, no time clock, and no numbers on runners' chests is not the most serious of races.
My grandson and I waited for the gun, watched his mom… Read full post »
After my parents died, my sister and I got out the letters that Dad had written to Mom while he was in Burma during World War II. They had never met at the time they started writing, but wrote back and forth for the last two years of the war. When it… Read full post »
A long time ago, in a generation far, far away...
Land lines ruled and princess phones with extention lines were the height of coolness. The internet was not even a spark in Al Gore's imagination and Kodak could envision nothing more futuristic than … Read full post »
I was in a store the other day when someone asked me what size I was.
It's a question with no easy answer.
I think of myself as a "4." But that's mainly because I'm an optimistic sort. I also think that someday I'll actually find an age appropriate dress at H & M… Read full post »
The day after our mom died, my sister and I sat at my kitchen table trying to write a eulogy for her funeral. We had written one for Dad 16 months earlier, but Mom's was proving difficult.
My sister rejected every one of my suggestions. I rejected every one of hers.… Read full post »
His house was smack in the middle of the seven blocks that took us to the local swimming pool. A trek we made nearly every day in the summer. Sometimes twice--coming home from swim team practice in the morning and going back after eating a quick lunch to spend the rest of the… Read full post »
"If you lived in a small town, you might know 50 folks."
I wrote down that sentence when I read it in a blog post a while back because it made me laugh.
The truth is, if you live in a small town, you know nearly… Read full post »
I need to be more pro-active on Facebook. This stalking of pictures and the occasional "Happy Birthday" to and from friends I've never had a single conversation with makes me think I'm not getting everything out of Facebook that I could. To turn things around, I decided to post an… Read full post »
"You're defined by your courage; you're redeemed by your loyalty." These were Joe Biden's words in a speech he gave yesterday. He was quoting advice that his sweet Irish mom gave him years ago.
I hate it when somebody does that. It always reminds me that I sent my kids… Read full post »
There are things I remember about March Madness.
2005. My Alma Mater entering the tournament as the overall top seed. Losing in the final game to North Carolina, 75-70. Two nieces there to see it.
1979. Indiana State, a school 15 miles from my hometown. Occassionally with hometown players on th… Read full post »