I’ve been trying to figure out how to write what’s been going on with me over the last week and then I saw it. The ice breaker I was looking for. Click HERE to see. I promise to explain my absence shortly. But for now, it’s all about putting one…
Year: 2011
Scenes From A Job Interview Day
Wake up to rain mixed in with wet leaves. #nasty Leave house for morning job interview without suit coat. #havetogobackhome Stop for coffee on way and have someone’s mini creamer shoot the white stuff all over me. #luckywearingmyrain/creamercoat Have interview with two people separately who were perfectly nice but both…
That One Chocolate Morsel Is $20
Those people who believe that Christmas cookies grow on Christmas trees have never spent $120 at Costco on ingredients . . .
Sign, Sign, Everywhere A Sign
I am in the interview process for a great opportunity in my field. Although the company is less than 20 miles from my home, I had never heard of the town’s name where the office is located until I saw it on the job posting. My husband had a business…
It’s A Beautiful Day
(her new book is about) “the courage you need when the life you lead is not the life you planned, and you learn, there have to be many definitions of a beautiful day.” — Diane Sawyer on Gabby Giffords
There Is No Crying In OHIAOLW*
*Onion-Haters-In-An-Onion-Loving-World This is the name of a new committee that my friend and I are thinking of starting. Actually, it should be more than a committee. A club? Maybe a foundation? Or an organization? All I know is that we are tired of ordering dishes at restaurants that are not…
Make It A Double
21 years ago today my husband and I met. Our relationship is now legal to drink. Ironic that drinking is the only thing that got us to 21 years . . .
No Crystal Ball Needed
This afternoon, around 2:00 p.m., I found myself having a cup of tea (OK, it was really coffee), sucking on a hard candy (OK, it was a Halls), under a blanket (OK, it was my Phillies Snuggie), reading AARP Magazine (OK, it really was AARP Magazine) and wearing my slippers…