We were talking this morning about how someone else’s love life appears sappy in writing. And I said that’s why most good novels are about affairs or tragedies and most great country songs are about cheating. Love is not interesting to most people. It is conflict that holds our attention. My blog has moved from the love of three males to the love of one woman in a matter of a few years.
Monday morning – let’s see, lying around kind of bored, not knowing what to do – WRONG – major this and that as usual once the computer is turned on and work begins and thinking about being away and what not to do and what to do. On our walk with Loca this morning, I was telling T that I don’t plan on writing in my blog while we’re away. I was thinking I would…
J says he is signing up for soccer when he grows up. When I grow up I’m signing up for a balanced life instead of trying to learn how to have one at 49.
I have one week before I leave for Budapest then Croatia – wow – I can’t imagine swimming in the Adriatic every day instead of sitting at my desk with IM, Skype, cell, landline, computer, email, and calendar and notebook all at my fingertips – ready, aim, fire… – I’m going to enter eel time in a big way. I was speaking to a colleague about how their sabbatical went and they said they were…
I would never watch television again. The remote control isn’t working here at my friend’s or at my house and you know what – that is a blessing. I’m watching the J-man play army on the coffee table, another is in a lap with a bottle, and still another is napping. The house is much more centered and aligned without the blaring Toons and Nick on sending noise waves and amping up children’s restless hormones.…
Out of context from my world, I entered the world of a friend – bilaterally, multidimensionally, and all around topsy turvy – my friend, I have a new appreciation for what she does on a daily basis. Three children, husband, dog, tough job – wow! I think of my sweetheart at home waiting for me – think of our routine that we fell so instantly into – dogs, cat, and us – how fluidly we…
New York was a tricky trip – nothing went according to plan and the only thing redeemable was catching up with a few people that made it worthwhile. Coming home was less tricky – waiting for me were two dogs, one cat, and a loving T. Honestly, sometimes home = a beer on the front porch chit chatting, watching animals play and negotiate space from the couch – in other words: joie de vivre right…
A friend of mine likes to tell the story about her ring – her favorite, one of a kind ring that she always wears. She was standing in the ocean with a friend and her ring slipped off her finger and they both frantically searched for the ring in the sand with their toes and dove down to feel around in the sand – then my friend came up for air and realized it was…
Back a year ago, I was trying to learn how to fire dance and my friend who is a marvelous fire dancer gave me poi to practice with – but I could never master the moves. Then I thought I would spend my sabbatical traveling through India but first stopping at a surf camp to learn how to surf in Costa Rica. Well my story went to the left and took a different route and…
A friend of mine who blogs accepts advertising on his blog. Advertising is my passion – I have followed it for almost a decade. But on my blog – I don’t think so. The other day a PR person sent me a note to look at this book written about New Orleans because she wanted me to write about it in my blog = big yuck. If I endorse – it is because I came…