Notice I said catch-up instead of catsup or ketchup. We all (or those of us who hang on every word of dialogue in Mad Men at least) know there's only 1 ketchup. I digress - anyway, here are some blog posts from my other spot out here on the internet, Moms@Work. Would you do it … Continue reading April Moms@Work & Women@Work catch-up
Tag: life
Levels of exposure
Things have been a bit odd lately, to the point that I've been wondering about "being out there." In recent weeks, I've been busy, almost exhaustingly so. On more than one occasion, I've fantasized about getting that stomach bug everyone had so I could drop 5lbs and stay in bed for a couple of days. … Continue reading Levels of exposure
Comings and goings
Do you ever wonder why certain people enter our lives? The whole timing of the introduction of individuals, the circles overlapping for some random length of time, interests me and makes me wonder why some people come and stay, others come and are gone, and still others come and go repeatedly. What does it mean? … Continue reading Comings and goings
Ghosts of Christmases Past
Christmas always makes me feel melancholy. I don't think it is a lack of presents or cookies or family or traditions - I have as much of those things as I desire. Each year when this emotional deflation occurs, it surprises me. The unanticipated sobering, despite festive bubbles imbibed, seems to sneak up on me … Continue reading Ghosts of Christmases Past
Instant Karma
On the anniversary of John Lennon's death I can't help but remember where I was at that time. Freshman year, high school, almost winter. The news took me by surprise, of course. First John Bonham, now John Lennon. Two of my favorite bands were clearly never ever getting back together, a reality that predates Taylor … Continue reading Instant Karma
Rivers of green and blue tears
There was a boy at school today wearing a Shenendehowa letterman jacket. A legitimate, old school jacket with well-worn leather sleeves which were a bit grungy at the wrists. Traditional and classic, it fit him well. When I asked how he had come to own such a vintage jacket, he quickly, and proudly, said it belonged … Continue reading Rivers of green and blue tears
When Thanksgiving became Independence Day
Many years ago, pre-children, I remember discussing the merits of instructing children to cross only at the green vs. teaching them how to jaywalk intelligently. Their father and I agreed that the latter was the ideal and vowed to do exactly that when we eventually had a family. I thought about this conversation during my … Continue reading When Thanksgiving became Independence Day
