In January 2002 I hosted a dinner party to celebrate a friend's birthday. It was a Monday night and we had a wonderful evening of laughter, food and wine. As the night progressed, I began to anticipate how tired and cranky I would be the next morning when my alarm roused me for work. I … Continue reading When everything changed
Month: September 2014
My primary problem
I'm a teacher and a member of NYSUT. I'm not always a fan of my union or some of the marketing with which they provide me. Things like solicitations for rental car companies and insurance opportunities don't seem like benefits as much as they feel like invasions of my privacy and personal information. I don't … Continue reading My primary problem
Claws out over catcalls
I've noticed some reporting recently about cat calls, social media buzz word stuff. I haven't yet had a moment to click through and read any of what has been written, but intend to momentarily. Before I read what the discussion is, I wanted to express my own experiences and opinion without influence.I don't remember when … Continue reading Claws out over catcalls
Will it go round in circles?
You remember that Billy Preston song, don't you? I don't think I've heard it or even thought of it in at least 20 years. Until about two weeks ago, that is. The context that day was a theme park, a carousel, and a boy. The song popped into my head and caused me to smile. … Continue reading Will it go round in circles?
Labor Day – sunshine and duck butts
After a summer spent working and vacationing, I elected to spend this holiday weekend, quietly at home. Friday night I ate al fresco at The Cheese Traveler, devouring my burger and merely indicating yes or no with the motion of my head. So good! Saturday, following a run, I ate at Mingle's bar very much … Continue reading Labor Day – sunshine and duck butts
Making a spectacle of myself
I've been wearing glasses since 5th grade. I probably should have gotten them even sooner, but my mother assessed my eyes and determined they were fine. Fortunately, an ophthalmologist differed with her opinion and set me up with some glasses so I could read the chalkboard without needing to sit in the first row of … Continue reading Making a spectacle of myself