Tag Archives: Work

It feels more like an epiPHONY

Posted on January 4, 2013 by

For the last several months, writing has become something so difficult that I retreat instead of trying. Following my return to paid work, it’s harder to keep up – with writing, reading, eating things that aren’t scientifically engineered to make … Continue reading →

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Boogie with a suitcase

Posted on August 12, 2012 by

Source Suzy traipsed all over Europe for a month. Teri went to Italy. So did Sherry. Heck,Cat lives there! And she took a trip to Paris. Downith, who lives in England, went to the Olympics. Having conquered France, Bobbi is now moving … Continue reading →

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Drive time

Posted on March 30, 2012 by

Someone’s been playing with Picassa again. Some random items because stringing together more than a few loose thoughts seems beyond my pay grade right now. 1. I am in desperate need of a blow up doll. Not for that. I … Continue reading →

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On a safari in his own country

Posted on March 13, 2012 by

Cedar waxwings hold a briefing. You have a flair for adding a fanciful dimension to any story. – My fortune cookie fortune this weekend. Talk about pressure! The cats are hovering around me and my beef stew. Please don’t mistake … Continue reading →

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Not quite as planned

Posted on March 3, 2012 by

Sunday night. When the specter of the coming week floats through the wall and buggers you with images of traffic jams, printer jams, pointless meetings, laddered pantyhose, the impossible expectation of being in two places at once and a coffee … Continue reading →

Posted in Apropos to Nothing and Everything, Family, Food, Judaism, Lack of Focus, Work | Tagged , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

This is the day when things fall into place

Posted on February 19, 2012 by

A brief story about the power of social media. Or maybe the value of connecting, reconnecting. Who you know. The ending of one chapter, the beginning of another. A shift of gears. A new day. A move from a red … Continue reading →

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