I exited at the mile marked 50 and drove quickly toward home. I grinned when I saw the neighborhood remained littered with garbage bags and...
Musical Memory
In March, 2006, I was driving toward a friend's house. Deep in the throes of what turned out to be little more than a lengthy and ill-f...
Owning Your Actions
Corporate life has introduced a number of new terms into my lexicon. We speak in a way that is sometimes ridiculously self-conscious and aw...
Threshold
When I glanced up and saw a colleague at my door, I barely refrained from saying out loud. Still, all I could think was "What the hell...
Full Disclosure
Silly “Totally worth it,” I offered faux-absently and tried hard to keep from grinning when all attention was directed my way. “What?” I as...
Monday
I changed my desktop photo on my work laptop. I find it to be bittersweet, honestly. Thinking of lying on the beach on the north shore of ...
Katie @ Work
I missed the fourth blogiversary of my dear Minor Revisions. It was Friday and I worked a long day and then came home too exhausted to post...
Whispers
"I'll try," she replied softly when I called yesterday. I closed my eyes, exhausted and stressed and unsure of how to respond...
Loss of Empathy
"Do you have a doctor?" she asked quietly and I glanced up from the screen of my laptop to look at her. "I do," I answer...
By Request: Polar Bear Play Date
I received emails (!!!) and a couple of them contained post topics that I pounced upon as my sleepy attempts at drafting anything this week ...
Punctuation
How High? "I'm going offsite all day," I mentioned to BigDeal last week. He'd asked me to attend a meeting that was in th...
Fabulous Prizes
A four year blogiversary (November 13, 2009 - let the excitement begin) seems rather inauspicious. But if you want to think of it as a Big ...