Despite my attempts at processing the hundreds of distinct thoughts and images in my head following my trip to the past last weekend, my mind is still in a whirl. During my drive north, while I tried to assert a sense of order to all that had been stimulated in my head, I realized that … Continue reading Reflecting on 30 years
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An open letter to paleandpasty
(Dear readers: Please read this article, complete with comments, and then come back. Okay, done?) I’ve got some information for you, paleandpasty. Take that fence picket out of your ass and have a seat. I am so tired of people like you anonymously criticizing my city. From your self-perceived superior, suburban vantage point, you make … Continue reading An open letter to paleandpasty
The earthiness of love
It must have been the unfortunate choice of Pandora station - U2's Running to Stand Still, that prompted my run to be filled with thoughts of love. Many of the songs were familiar, but I forged a new understanding of them as the lyrics relentlessly pounded me for 5 miles. As my mind sought an … Continue reading The earthiness of love
When everything changed
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
The pretension of DelSo
I've been doing this DelSo thing for close to 5 years and have been called a couple of things. I think interesting is my favorite. Over at Tablehopping I, along with my neighbors, I suppose, recently earned the title "pretentious." Here - read it for yourself. What do you think? Was dubbing my little neighborhood … Continue reading The pretension of DelSo
The speed of sound
One of the things I most miss about being on vacation are the sounds - the remarkable buzz of the hummingbirds, the rhythmic pounding of the waves, the echo of my running feet on the sandy road. Each of those noises reminded me that I no longer was home in the DelSo and I grew … Continue reading The speed of sound
Tree hugging
I was bold this evening. For a few minutes, at least. I went for a run, a short one, and sported only a skort and a modest running bra. This is not my usual attire, especially not during daylight hours, and I vacillated in a somewhat schizophrenic fashion between thinking I was fit and believing … Continue reading Tree hugging
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