September 2011
14 posts
Another Sign of Things to Come
I’ve been nearsighted and in thick glasses since the 4th grade. I’ve needed them desperately to see anything every day since then. This morning, I had to take them off to read the small print on my phone. And so it begins…
Every Spare Minute I Have
I just looked and it has been over two weeks since I last posted. This means that I have been incredibly efficient at my job for the last two weeks and that I’m probably missing out on about 3/4 of anything anyone has posted since then as limited down time only lets me check in on my phone while waiting in line or just before I collapse at the end of the day.
This has been an unusually slow...
Six Word Short Story
And then she went to bed.
Stolen from my FB Status Updates
“According to the eye doctor, my right cornea ‘sags just a little.’ I’m almost 40 and I’ve had 5 kids. What part of me doesn’t ‘sag just a little.’”?
(Melessa Lawson on FB if you are so inclined)
Truthful Tuesday
I don’t have the time I would like to read and post here. I’m glad there are a few of you who read what I occasionally manage to write.
As we near the 10 year anniversary of 09/11, I’ve been telling myself that this is not my loss to mourn. I’ve tried to tell myself that just as there are certain feelings in my heart surrounding the Oklahoma City bombing that are only understood by other Okies, this is New York City’s time to grieve and that grief is such a personal and private thing that I should just stay out...
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Uh oh...
Earlier this year I lost my Great-Great Aunt at the age of 101. Even before her age backed up her matriarchal position, she was always the family boss. We referred to her secretly as “Aunt March” because she had a ton of money, was difficult to get along with, and played favorites among me and my sisters. Of the many things that annoyed her in particular, one of the worst was...
hittingtheroad:
Autocorrect on my phone and Tumblr are not a good match. They should quietly annul their icky little marriage and go their separate ways.
Last night I meant to type “tomorrow” but autocorrect changed to to “Toni”. Sheesh!
Sadly, I am so used to the mismatch of auto-correct &Tumblr that I knew what you meant. :)
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Dear Universe,
I was going to thank you for the fact that IF my 2 year-old had to wake up feverish and IF the school had to call and tell me that my 9 year-old’s cap had come off of her tooth; that at least those things happened the day after I submitted the important museum grant and the monthly financials to our office’s accounting firm.
But then, the dentist office informed us that the dentist in...
