Thirty-six months to go!
August 21, 2008
Filed in: The Home Front, The Middle Ages
Today’s my birfdee. Whee. I have to confess, I’m not the happiest camper these days, not about anything in my tiny overprivileged life. But! That’s okay, ‘cause I’m 47 now, and if there’s one thing a 47-year-old knows, it’s not to be afraid of the downs. Just another piece of the puzzle.
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Ordinary
August 11, 2008
Filed in: The Home Front, The Way We Live Now
Today I woke up early (6:30) to rain. More rain. I made coffee, fetched the paper off the driveway still in my sleep shirt (the top to a fancy pair of Books Brothers PJs that I bought T but that he never wore) so I could see if it was ever going to stop raining. It wasn’t.
I worked for awhile,...
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Fear Factor
June 25, 2008
Filed in: Alaska, The Home Front, The Middle Ages
I’m not really thinking of what’s happening tomorrow morning as a vacation. Adventure, yes. Trip-of-a-lifetime, yes. But vacation?
To our little family, vacation means plunking down a hunk of money for a house somewhere nice, then parking our butts in front of whatever nicest body of water is...
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Yeah, we got baggage
June 22, 2008
Filed in: Alaska, The Home Front
Way back in February, when I was just beginning to contemplate the idea of tagging an Alaska trip onto the family wedding in Napa that’s now upcoming this very week, I mentioned the idea to my friend M.
M is perfect. Literally. She is a size zero, an understated-yet-stylish dresser, a mad...
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Ignoreland
June 15, 2008
Filed in: The Home Front, The Middle Ages
There is a growing list of mainstream media story types I simply cannot read anymore, no matter who they’re written by or how important a publication they appear in.
Witness one: today’s uber-boring cover article in the NYT Mag. Wow, people in the 21st century who have children sometimes decide...
