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Protected: I’m in it With You
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Hope Springs Eternal
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yuletide gay Next year all our troubles will be miles away Once again as in olden days, happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are… Continue reading Hope Springs Eternal
Protected: I Wish I Had a River
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Protected: A Day in the Life: 2018
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I Don’t Anymore
I don't write poems anymore. I write press releases and other professional, grown-up things. I don't read novels. I read children's books. I don't save my money to travel to far away places. I save my money for taxes, my son, and wonder what'll be left when I retire. I don't chase after a perfect photo… Continue reading I Don’t Anymore
Dipping My Toes Back in…
I have no idea how to ease back into blogging after a 4-year absence, but here I am. Trying. Like most things, I will probably not do so well. And I'm not entirely clear on why I feel the need to do this, especially since any audience I had is long since gone. Perhaps it's just… Continue reading Dipping My Toes Back in…
Protected: Despite Struggles, I Believe My Son Can Be the Very Best
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Kicking 2014 to the Curb #SomeYearsSuck #HelloFuture
Here's the deal - 2014 sucked for lots of us. Sure, there were some happy moments, some inspiring moments, some moments of sheer brilliance. But there were also many sad moments, heartbreaking moments, frustrating moments, terrifying moments, some moments that made you so angry you wanted to pound your fist through a wall. Collectively, 2014 was a troubled… Continue reading Kicking 2014 to the Curb #SomeYearsSuck #HelloFuture
I forgot to do an annual ‘top 10’ list for 35 consecutive years. So, here they are.
From looking at Twitter, Facebook and the blogosphere, apparently we're all contractually obliged to make top 10 lists at the end of the year. You know, a "top 10 moments of 2014" sort of deal. I never realized this before, so now I owe 35 years of top 10 lists. That's 350 top things that… Continue reading I forgot to do an annual ‘top 10’ list for 35 consecutive years. So, here they are.
Christmas Cleaning
"Clean your room, Baby Jesus is coming." These words were uttered by my mother every year before Christmas. And every year I'd begrudgingly tidy up, but somewhere in the back of my CCD-educated mind, a little voice was screaming back "This is not a Commandment and Jesus never gave a sermon about cleaning under your bed!"… Continue reading Christmas Cleaning
Christmas Miracle
Almost exactly one year ago I posted this to my Facebook account. Since it pertains to Christmas and brings me happy memories, I've decided to dust it off, edit it a bit, and post here - now with photos! Vagabond John came back into my life ever so briefly last year. Some years ago now… Continue reading Christmas Miracle
Christmas Music
You would think that with all the years of Christmas pageants and choral performances, plus all the Christmas masses, holiday ensemble gigs and years of opera training culminating in endless Christmas-themed recitals, that I am something of an expert on the subject of Christmas music. And you would be correct. You are very astute! Being… Continue reading Christmas Music
Christmas Crafts
I will freely admit that I love a bit of DIY and crafting, although I have time for neither these days. I am sure that somehow the world is coping with a few less things unnecessarily coated in glitter and disastrous attempts at crochet. I took up crochet for a while in my early 20s.… Continue reading Christmas Crafts
Christmas Pageant
If you've ever had a child, or indeed ever been a child, chances are you've been exposed to some form of Christmas pageantry, whether it's at your church (as it was at mine), your school (as it was at mine) or at the Radio City Christmas Spectacular (they had live elephants on stage which as… Continue reading Christmas Pageant
Halloween with @ThePresets – a Superfan’s Personal Perspective (#NonStopParty)
So I saw The Presets on Halloween, if you haven't heard the news shouted from EVERY FREAKIN' ROOFTOP IN THE WORLD by now. It was one of the most incredible experiences of my life, which I know seems dramatic to say about a concert. But, when you've wanted to see a band as much as I've… Continue reading Halloween with @ThePresets – a Superfan’s Personal Perspective (#NonStopParty)
The Only Horse I’ve Ever Loved
Back when I was in high school - a junior maybe, going into senior year - I volunteered to help my family's cleaning lady take care of her 3 horses (2 horses, 1 pony) because she was so busy during the day. Every day I'd make my way to the stable and help out at… Continue reading The Only Horse I’ve Ever Loved
My Twitter Follow-Back Policy
I'm seeing a lot more people publishing their formal follow-back policies for Twitter these days...most of them in marketing. I guess there's a sense that if you're a marketer and you follow another marketer, that marketer is through some sort of blood oath dutifully bound to follow you back. I've been in marketing for many… Continue reading My Twitter Follow-Back Policy
21 Things You Can Do Instead of Violating Your 21 Day Ebola Quarantine
Sometimes when you're potentially (or most definitely) exposed to Ebola and you're quarantined for 21 days, you just go a bit stir crazy. We've all been there. Endless 24/7 news coverage of your face on Fox News with talking heads screaming about how you put the country at risk simply by existing. People on Twitter calling… Continue reading 21 Things You Can Do Instead of Violating Your 21 Day Ebola Quarantine
What Kind of Mother Forgets the Rape Whistle?
So we have a black bear. I'm sure we've had them before - the woods across the street are dense and home to a ton of wildlife. They're also protected green space so there's not much back there to disrupt them. Our trash cans are probably a little long in the tooth, and the ones… Continue reading What Kind of Mother Forgets the Rape Whistle?