Last spring I ran a half marathon in NYC, kind of a bucket list item if I were to have such a thing. I originally registered for the race because a childhood friend brought it to my attention and it sounded fun. Anything to go to NYC, you know? It wasn’t the cheapest half I’ve … Continue reading The miseducation of Megyn Kelly
Category: Observations
Thank you, President Trump for…
*showing the world how to unleash the racist, misogynistic, homophobic and anti semitic members of society. *being such a dramatic contrast to the previous administration and its ability to lead with grace, intelligence and respect. *speaking so bluntly and conveying your thoughts without an iota of decorum or presidential dignity. *convincing your base that immigrants … Continue reading Thank you, President Trump for…
Saturday afternoon in the Mid90s
For pretty much the first time in this century, I’m not working two jobs and weekends really feel different. Saturdays sure do change when one doesn’t have to be at work at four or five in the afternoon and I’ve spent recent Saturdays swapping seasons in my closet, raking out my front garden, changing drapes, … Continue reading Saturday afternoon in the Mid90s
On the road
During Tuesday night’s walk with Jeter, a man with a bicycle made me aware of his presence because, as he explained, he didn’t want me or the dog to be startled by him. He was walking the bike. It was black, as was his clothing and his skin. It had rained earlier and was now … Continue reading On the road
A Star is Born – in two takes
The media blitz worked. I needed to see the Bradley Cooper version of A Star is Born and I planned to make a Saturday matinee. But first, I needed to see the 1976 version with Barbra Streisand and Kris Kristofferson. Hello, Friday night and Amazon Prime. I was 10 when that version was released and … Continue reading A Star is Born – in two takes
When Friday is Tryday
It seems like there have been a lot of Good Fridays recently. A visit home, my birthday, the annual union picnic, a couple of galas... I’ve lost count of how many there have been but, it’s safe to say, it’s been quite a few Fridays since I’ve been home, wrapped in my favorite bathrobe, by … Continue reading When Friday is Tryday
When Pollyanna met Polly
The summer after I moved into the house I currently live in, my neighbor, knowing that I would be seeking a position as a school librarian, offered to introduce me to someone who might be able to help. He offered to take me for a ride to go meet a woman who purportedly had some … Continue reading When Pollyanna met Polly
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