- 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
- When Santa Speaks Spanish
December 13, 2014 07:50PM
- Driving to Tapalpa
December 07, 2014 04:51PM
- Shopping With Pesos
November 30, 2014 11:14AM
- A Happy Halloween
October 27, 2014 09:22AM
- Learning Spanish From a
October 15, 2014 10:13AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “You describe love at its
best. Or the best at love.
it's the same.”
- “I think this is going to
have to be a series.”
- “This looks like fun.
Will we start seeing your work
- “I love that you know
where all the ornaments came
- “Lovely. You may have
been his angel today.”
"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 »
Actually, the day wasn't random. It was yesterday. But the things that I discovered I absolutely needed to know in the course of the day were fairly random. Google to the rescue.
Q. Do Jehovah Witnesses still go door-to-door?
A. This might seem like a strange question to ask, but I… Read full post »
"Rewrite, rewrite, rewrite." The words I told my girls whenever they had a writing project in school. Something I rarely do myself with that "Publish" button staring me in the face telling me I could be done. It's the nature of blogging, I guess. To write quickly and get it out… Read full post »
First, get over the shock. Because, yes, it really has been 45 years. No need to start every conversation with that question. You've had eight reunions to come up with something better. And, no, "What are you up to these days?" isn't better. No one much likes the word "up" these… Read full post »
I've seen him before. An older man dropping off two toddlers at the same daycare where I drop off my grandson. Some times we chat in the parking lot.
"Did you go to Yale?" he asks today, pointing to the decal on my back window.
"Not me, my daughter," I say.… Read full post »
As a fairly recent transplant to the D.C. metropolitan area, I'm one of those nervous Metro riders who hold on tight to both their Metro card and a foldup Metro map. My other hand in my pocket, counting off on my fingers how many stops before my transfer and exit. Having… Read full post »
Snow and freezing temperatures mean school closings. Which is something I haven't concerned myself with for years. I don't have kids in school.
A year ago, it might have meant a few more kids coming into the bookstore to warm up and get free gum. But I d… Read full post »
A preschool history lesson as remembered by my two year old grandson:
"This is old man king. He was a nice king. He said all colors are important. So I gave him purple and blue and orange."
May we all view life through the eyes of two year olds. … Read full post »
"Your dad was the nicest man I ever met."
"..the smartest man..."
"He always had a friendly word..."
It's been 12 years. What I remember most is him sitting in his chair.
It was replaced a few times over the years. And it was moved from corner to corner on occasion. But there was… Read full post »
Back when I had kids at home who provided me with funny material, I wrote annual Christmas letters. Those days have passed--now I just reread the old ones. This is the start of one from 1990, when I was a single mom, striving to have it all.
'Twas the night… Read full post »
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 »