- Charlottean suburb, South Carolina,
- February 22
- Married, middle-aged suburbanite, working on finding the meaning in my corporate educational existence.
MY RECENT POSTS
- The baby that would have been
April 09, 2014 09:15PM
- The best meal I ever ate
September 05, 2013 05:54PM
- The evolution of dinner
March 27, 2013 09:44AM
- I hope you are in a happy
March 26, 2013 08:13PM
March 09, 2013 09:10PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Nothing ever stays the
same. But it's nice to visit
April 09, 2014 08:54PM
- “I am thankful for a full
fridge, and a Thanksgiving
that isn't made up
November 27, 2013 08:57PM
- “Your closing paragraph
is a lovely call to action.
November 27, 2013 08:24PM
- “I am also not Catholic,
but am a fan of Pope Francis.
he is able to
November 27, 2013 08:17PM
- “I have memories like
that, and a sharp line of
about them: before
November 27, 2013 07:48PM
Whenever someone asks me my greatest fear, the very first thing that comes to mind is poverty. I grew up in a small town in Michigan. We were those country folks for whom my dad's success deer hunting in November really did make a difference in how well we would eat… Read full post »
We are house shopping, my beau and I. We decided that this home buyer's tax incentive is just too good to not get in on, and besides our lease ends at the sime time that expires. A fiscal sign, I say! Plus, I've been here in the CLT for 3 years… Read full post »
She dances for the money,
So she says,
And not simply to prove him
But wrong about her reasons.
In spangles and bangles
She jiggles her soul
For those who would use her,
Not knowing that nothing they do
Can bind her again.
She submits to be strong.
A cobra, she says.
A cobra will bare herself
And flash… Read full post »
"Quick, ask me where my truck is."
"Okay, Ty, where's your truck?"
"You're drinkin' it!"
The magically appearing bottle of Goldschlager on our house bar suddenly makes sense. I wrinkle my head in puzzlement, though. It seems like a lot of money for a bottle of Goldschlager. I m… Read full post »
My life is about work. I have a husband, and I have two dogs, and we sometimes go hiking and we cook, but mostly, I work. When not working, I talk about work, and think about work, and plan for when I will get back to work. I am driven by a fear of… Read full post »
I am 8 years old, or thereabouts. It's Christmas Eve. My grandma and great-grandma have come to our house for a sleepover. I see them all the time--my grandmother lives next door, and great-grandma is a few miles away in town--but still, they are staying over tonight, so this i… Read full post »
I resolve that this Thanksgiving will be my best Thanksgiving. I have a lot of nice Thanksgivings to remember--I can recount the warm extended family ones from my childhood, the ones with friends' families, and a particularly lovely first Thanksgiving with my husband. But this one will be… Read full post »
I have a picture of my mom at age 8, chubby and redheaded (though you can't tell that in the black-and-white photo), covered in freckles and sporting a big grin that showcased the gap between her front teeth, so very like the gap between mine when I was that age. She… Read full post »
Here in Charlotte I am looking out the window at the edges of Tropical Storm Ida, and considering warming foods and warm company. If you have a potluck to attend, or are just going to someone's house and wanting to take a good appetizer, consider this:
Hot Artichoke Dip
This is a fairly simple recipe, but one that is hard to beat on a cold, overcast day like today, when fall seems to have taken hold.
1 fresh chicken
1 tsp. salt
6 carrots, peeled and cut fine
3/4 bunch of celery, cut fine
1 small onion… Read full post »
In addition to having a big, important main job as the director of my school's library, I teach composition classes online. It's a way to earn a few extra bucks, and connects me a little with who I was when I got my first graduate degree, lo these 11 years ago. … Read full post »
I had a meeting with myself today. I asked myself, "Self, what do you *want* to do for the holidays?"
I had this meeting because I am being beseiged with requests for our presence. My mother, who loves us, wants us to get on a plane and come to Phoenix for… Read full post »
I accompanied my husband to his 20-year class reunion this weekend, an affair in rural Georgia that came with more excitement than planned. I mean, when we got the invitation to attend, we had no idea it would be a seven-police car event!
It started out normal enough with a number… Read full post »
What the hell does "dressy casual" mean. Should I be wearing a dress to this event? Are khakis okay? Will jeans and a blazer be too dressed down? Are sequins required? Are heels? I need someone to draw me a picture. Read full post »
It was a lovely day in the Carolinas today. The temperature has just a hint of fall chill, the sun was out, and there was just a pleasant autumnal quality to the light that screamed "Come out and jump in a pile of leaves!" At least, that's what it looked like… Read full post »
Following Saturn Smith's call for people to share their healthcare and health insurance stories, I am responding with another angle to this issue.
I have so far worked 49 hours this week. This does not count the 8 hours of holiday pay I get for Labor Day, and does not yet… Read full post »
Today while the country mourns Ted Kennedy, we at my school are managing our own grief at the death of one of our students. He was driving along Brookshire Blvd. on his motorcycle last night when another car pulled into the road in front of him. He tried to avoid the… Read full post »
Last night, my husband picked me up from work, and we drove out to King's Mountain State Park to watch one of the prettiest light shows on earth, or rather, above it: the Perseids. What's a Perseid, you ask? What kind of librarian would I be without an information source, like… Read full post »
It's August, and I am fiddling away the summer on little things. We are nearing the end of the summer quarter at school, so the library has been hopping a little, with students finishing papers (or, you know, starting ones they should have been working on for months). I have a… Read full post »
Our school, a career college, held it's quarterly graduation last week. For those of you not familiar with career colleges, we are the ones whose advertisements you see on your television at 3:00 p.m. when you are watching Maury Povich, because, to be brutally honest, that is when the unemploye… Read full post »
I grew up in a pretty fundamentalist church. It was a small church in a rural area, but it really dominated the entire social circle of everyone in our township. My family was particularly enmeshed, as my great-great-grandfather had actually donated the land on which the… Read full post »
I was directed today to a Huffington Post article about the importance of public libraries, which I am linking to here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/kenneth-c-davis/libraries-are-americas-li_b_199879.html
I want to hug Mr. Davis. I am, of course, a librarian, so it may seem self-serving to wan… Read full post »
I am writing a paean today to the wonder that is the Charlotte Farmer's Market, as well as the rash of roadside fruit stands that have opened in the last couple of weeks around here. There are three of them within a mile of my apartment, one of which is in… Read full post »
I grew up in the upper midwest, in one of those states that always votes blue, chiefly because the UAW tells us to. I remember being taught about the Civil War in school in terms of bad rebels and good Union boys. I grew up with the general impression that anyone from the… Read full post »
I'm angry all the time lately. Like rage-filled, walking around with clenched hands and jaw to keep from throwing things angry. I've taken up going for long fast walks every morning to burn off some aggression, and have been considering whether I should look into a boxing class or somethi… Read full post »