Living in New York I saw many people often catching their reflections in the hundreds of store front windows. One of my best friends could never resist looking at herself on our walks. I’m used to, thus, seeing a lot of attempts to catch one’s reflection. Now that […]
I had a fairly random day today where I had meetings galore, surprise visits and more Valentine’s Day celebrations. Chocolate, tapioca pudding and cake where everywhere to be had. I experienced a variety of emotions with many ups and downs. By the end of the day I felt […]
Once upon a time, in a land 3000 miles away, in a time of mild-mannered resistance there used to be a weekly celebration. Back in the day, there was Reisling Wednesdays. Permit me to wax nostalgic and explain. I am not a huge wine fan. When I […]
What’s a Valentine without a little blood and gore? Sure the day is associated with romantic love, but there are also many associated tragedies. But I am not here to talk about those at all. It’s a festive day, of sorts. Or also a lonely day, of sorts. […]
In this day and age of the selfie and twitter, many people relish having a spotlight on themselves. I’m reminded of some old cartoon where the stage spotlight kept moving and the animated character desperately tried to keep up so as to remain in that spotlight. It was […]
Living in a major metropolitan, urban area affords you many luxuries. You have 24 hour urgent cares and grocery stores-whichever way your stomach is bending at 3am. You have diversity of people allowing you, if you are willing, to learn about cultures outside of your own. You have […]
I have to admit that, at times, when I look at my work calendar I get a little bored and despondent. Or rather, I anticipate boredom. Is there nothing more tedious than weekly set meetings that occur week after week at the same time and place with same […]
I have found myself identifying a lot of pet peeves lately. I looked at them all recently and flinched, wondering if I am a curmudgeon. Yes, I am a curmudgeon. Usually a funny one, I believe. But I was wondering if I was becoming one of “those” curmudgeons. […]
She drove as quickly as she could. Considering she had never driven before, she was amazed that she had been able to get this far. She had another 50 miles to go and she would then know the truth. The feeling of liberation propelled her and her […]
I’m going to start this piece with a phrase that perhaps sounds a bit trite. But a mother’s love knows no bounds. My mother sacrificed much for me and I can never allow myself to forget it. With my son, I would do anything for him. I do […]
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