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Category Archives: Just Being Me
Netflix and the Dreadmill
Damn you, Anthony Bourdain! Damn you, I say! Until this morning, I was perfectly content with my place in this world. I was fine with writing little travel books about weird America and with the idea that, if I was … Continue reading
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What I Really Wanted to Post
What if I felt very strongly about your religion? What if I felt that your religious beliefs were a disease of the soul–that living a life believing those lies and adhering to that stupidity was akin to slowly and painfully … Continue reading
Vaccinations and Parent Bashing
Parent bashing makes me sad. I’m a vaccinator, but I know someone who isn’t and their reason is completely valid for their child. In full disclosure, in addition to being a vaccinator, I’m also a spanker. I never Ferberized–true story, … Continue reading
Ultra Mega Paper Trail
What kind of a shitshow is this country coming to, anyway? This is the thought that I had this morning at the conclusion to a several months’ long internal diatribe of anger pointed at the marketing of household paper products. … Continue reading
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Books as Oragami
Some books are origami. It’s a most interesting art I think, taking a finite, almost one dimensional thing and patiently folding it onto itself until it becomes something alive and intricate. Even more amazing about origami is that it is … Continue reading
Blue
I’ve been feeling a little blue. Not TRULY sad, just a kind of elusive azure. You know, JUST opaque enough to be sky colored around the edges, but mostly just an opalescent wash for the rest? Then today, I got … Continue reading
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Things that Died When I Turned 40
This New Year marks the beginning of a new decade for me. Skirting the risk of sounding morbid, it’s more about deaths this year, than resolutions for me. So, in taking stock of my life, here’s what I’ve laid peacefully … Continue reading
Police Shootings and Teenage Curiosity
I have vowed not to use social media as a forum for my political views, but as a platform for the reproduction of the Kodachrome vivid memories of my youth when I had the time and ability to be physically … Continue reading
A Raspberry on a Leaf
The New England Holocaust Memorial–six glass towers set atop glowing beds of embers, each one is labeled with the name of a death camp. The glass is clear. It is etched with the numbers tattooed on the arms of the … Continue reading
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Tagged Boston, memorials, New England, Travel
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New England Sounds
This list is short, because I have not yet experienced a full New England Spring or Winter, but so far. . . . . The hierarchy of amazing New England sounds. 6. The slurp of coffee while looking out the … Continue reading
Shame, Shame, Williams Sonoma
Shame, shame on Williams Sonoma this day. My birthday has been spoiled and I will be forced to buy something else in celebration of surviving 40 years on this earth. I should probably back up. . . . (for 99% … Continue reading
Sleepy Hollow For Fun
I have a strange penchant for strange. I’m not embarrassed by it, either. This world is moving so quickly, I want to grab it by the hair and gobble it up. I’ve already digested the homogenized memory makers–the mandatory Disney, … Continue reading
The Bath Battle
I love to take a bath. Not in a corny, “Calgon, take me away!” Sort of way, either. I am offended when people trivialize a bath in this manner. A bath is a privilege. A truly spiritual experience and should … Continue reading
Exploring Connecticut
Today, I went for a walk. It’s just breathtaking here, especially for a girl who grew up knowing the sharp,hard beauty of the desert. To wander a graveyard in a town that traces the history of its residents from the … Continue reading
Lost in Windsor, Connecticut
Today I got lost on the way to the post office. Our hotel is on the outskirts of Windsor, CT and we will be settling in West Hartford CT, so I have been driving in to West Hartford for errands … Continue reading
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Wild Bill’s Emporium Adventure
So, this happened today- I read that there was a tribute to The Cadillac Ranch in Connecticut, right outside of Hartford, MADE OF YUGOS!!! We made the trip this afternoon and, well, it was a little lackluster. The Yugos, unfortunately, … Continue reading
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Tagged Connecticut, Halloween, New England, teenagers, Travel, used books
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The End of a Kitchen Era
Six and a half years of barbecues, lovely dinner parties, off the cuff drinks that turned into sleepovers, raging costume parties with crazy that spilled into the pond and on the street, shoulders to cry on over appetizers, healthy meal … Continue reading
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Final Day – Cross Country Adventure
We started the day innocently enough–let’s stop by Gettysburg, I mean, how often do you find yourself just passing through Pennsylvania? Well, it’s official. I’ve found my next job. I’m going to march my happy ass into the parks department … Continue reading
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