Tag: me

  • A Bad Day at Wrigley is Better Than a Good Day in Prison

    A Bad Day at Wrigley is Better Than a Good Day in Prison

    When I say that a bad day at Wrigley is better than a good day in prison, my only prison experience is entirely based on The Shawshank Redemption.

  • Reading right now

    Reading right now

    I don’t remember a time when I didn’t have a stack of books I was reading. I’ve  been a library hound from a very young age. Even today, wandering the stacks at our local library gives me joy. Even if I don’t know what I’m looking for, there’s something about seeing so many books that…

  • Daydream Believer

    Daydream Believer

    I daydream a lot – that’s how I get my ideas. If I’m sitting in a café, I’m not on my phone because I want to hear my mind. I think that those periods of small solitude that we are really losing are so important. — Patti Smith

  • None of My Business

    None of My Business

    I’ve spent a lot of time and energy — many lost hours and years — worrying how people perceived me. Whether or not they liked me. Did I say something weird or was I misunderstood? Was I dressed appropriately? Was that joke weird or did they get it? I’ve decided that what people think of…

  • Keeping Up With the Joneses

    Keeping Up With the Joneses

    Just when I think I’m immune to keeping up with the Joneses, I wonder something like that. Is that what home ownership does to you?

  • Read, Rinse, Repeat

    Read, Rinse, Repeat

    There are a few books in my life that I reread over and over. Sometimes it’s ten or even twenty years between reads, but I always go back to them.

  • Moving

    Moving

    In less than two weeks, if all goes according to plan, our youngest and I will be on the road, waving goodbye to California. Yipe!

  • How Long, Tempted?

    How Long, Tempted?

    I was today years old when I learned something new about two of my most favorite songs ever.

  • When you see a chance…

    When you see a chance…

    Sitting at the controls of the C-141 Starlifter, I peeked out the windows at the mountains below. I was flying a satellite to a California air base where it would be launched in a couple of weeks. There was only one teensy, totally minor, peculiarly odd thing about what I was doing. I wasn’t a…