backwards and in high heels.

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Fear of Flying: Or if not that, fear of lots of other stuff that’s happening in 2010

On the morning of New Year’s Eve, I woke up in my own bed for the first time following a week of hedonism in the Pacific Northwest. Unlike the lurching gray skies I’d left the night before, cheery sunlight poured through my curtain-less French doors forcing me to be happy-happy. Unable to sleep—what with all [...]

She needs me, she needs me not…

This picture was taken by my friend Jamie using her Nikon D300 while she was here on vacation with her family. All I can say is it would have been way cuter if she’d used a canon 40D. But whatever. You have to work with what you got, right? This will have to suffice.
We’re off [...]

Can we all just take a deep breath or is that simply too dangerous at this juncture?

I’m beginning to think I’m the only one left on the planet who isn’t completely engulfed in panic over The New Flu Pandemic. Don’t get me wrong: There are things about it that are disconcerting: Like everyone else, I don’t want my kid to get sick and I don’t want to get sick.
Admittedly, when I’ve [...]

Going with the flow

So, all thirty-one of you, my dedicated fans, might have noticed the construction going on around here. Keep your hardhats on when you lurk around: Things are far from complete and the hammers will be pounding for a bit longer. Your safety is my utmost concern and I wouldn’t want anyone to have a 2×4 [...]

Summer vacation: It’s good to be home but I love being gone, too

Wanderlust compelled me to cash in Ruby’s burgeoning college fund for two tickets to Europe. That’s right. Only two. Last month, Sam and I left the kid behind with her grandparents wrapped around her finger. Of course, I’m only kidding about spending her life savings; her tuition coffer is intact. But sacrifices were necessary for [...]

I only had to click my heels three times

We’re back home and trying to readjust to the time zone. I’m wiped out—a chocolate mess, as The Gaydi Project would say. I can hardly form coherent sentences. Then again, maybe synaptic lapses are due to ingesting toxic amounts of butter and cheese.
Tonight we went for sushi with Ruby and Sam’s parents, who are staying [...]

Smattering: Day One

Satisfying my wanderlust

Only robbers and gypsies say that one must never return where one has once been. -Kierkegaard
As I stood in the travel store watching Ruby thumb through a book on India, followed by one on Japan and yet another on Myanmar, it occurred to me as it often does before I travel, that there are so [...]

PROMPTuesday: Exercise #3

(This is my 150-word, written-in-10-minutes-or-less exercise about what’s behind that door.)
She sets her right hand on the door, palm flat against the warm wood. She gives it a push. She finds the door to be much heavier than she’d anticipated. She leans one tanned shoulder against it and puts all of her weight against that [...]

Oasis

I’ve written before about my skepticism of the validity of relationships formed online. Before I became addicted to the glow of my computer screen, in the days before I became a victim of the irresistible Upload Urge, I didn’t understand how you could meet someone in the virtual world and subsequently become friends with them.
Lo, [...]

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