"Other countries seem much more cautious about aspartame than we are," I spoke into the silence at the lunch table. Placing the n...
Beranda » Archives for Mei 2011
Bullets
It is hot. I do not like hot. It is hot even at 6AM when I take Chienne for a walk. Chienne rolled in something dead on our walk. In the ho...
The Travel
Growing up, I was fascinated by travel - reading of far-away places and fascinating people and wishing I was able to visit them. Given that...
Loss, Links & Long Days
"I need to take a walk," I announced after a deliciously indulgent Southern breakfast. Stuffed full of a fresh biscuit coated wit...
Late Bloomer
I winced, both at the conversation I could overhear and the odor of burning electronics in the Physics lab. I huddled quietly in the baseme...
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Today You know how some things just feel right? After you make a decision or submit a manuscript or accept a job offer and you have that ha...
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Perhaps it was because Suzy - who reminds me a bit of a younger Katie in only good ways - sent an email. As I wrote her back I was thinkin...
Belly Breathing
"Well," he said, leaning into me and keeping pressure on my back with his forearm, "you get a gold star. I've done this ...
Happy Heart
I do not enjoy talking to Dad on the phone. He tells the same stories. And they're not interesting. And sometimes they're judgmen...
Up-da(d)-te
The windows creaked against the whoosh of the wind inside my pretty, old church. I sat one pew from the back and greeted the pastor with a ...
Sunday in Spring
"Let's go see the flowers," I told my hound after I'd had coffee, taken a shower and emptied the dishwasher and the new em...