Tuesday night I got home from work around 5:30. I was meeting a friend in the Square at 6:30 for dinner and I was excited about the prospect of having almost an hour in which to do nothing. I kicked off my shoes, glanced at my email and grabbed a snack. No [...]
Yesterday after work, I sat in on a bench in the sun on campus, breathing deeply in the hopes that it might induce a little enlightenment, waiting to meet a friend. I talked to my mom in the meantime, listening intently as she read a section from the latest spiritual book she was working [...]
I still get mail for my grandfather, even though it’s been more than six years since his death. Things also trickle in for my grandmother, although not nearly as often.
Grandpa Sid married my grandmother in 1969, three and half years after her first husband died from a massive heart attack. Despite [...]
I’ve been taking a lot of pictures lately, and then letting them collect metaphoric dust in my computer’s hard drive. After Anna asked for the fourth time if she could see the pictures I had taken at HER wedding, I decided it was time to get some new Flickr sets up. So, here’s [...]
I’ve had a packed, friend-filled and active weekend. I hope everyone else out there has had the opportunity to welcome spring with as much joy and love as I have.
Tonight while checking my blog stats (I admit it, I compulsively check where people are coming from, how many people have stopped by and for how long they stayed), I discovered that someone found my blog by googling the phrase “Does papaya make you poo?” It turns out that mine is the very first [...]
It’s Friday, which means it’s the day I skip out on writing anything substantive (although I haven’t actually written anything substantive in weeks) and instead post my Friday Random Ten set. You know the rules, but here they are anyway. Grab your iPod or other (less cool) digital music devise and set it [...]
A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting on a bench in Rittenhouse Square, eating a bagel and reading a book, when my cell phone rang. It was my mom’s cousin Angie, and she was calling to invite me to dinner on the second night of Passover. She traditionally has the family Seder [...]
Today is Beverly Cleary’s 90th birthday. She was born in Yamhill, OR in 1916 and lived there until it was time for her to start school. She started writing books when she was working at librarian in Portland and little boy asked her why there weren’t any books about kids like him. [...]
My calendar has been lying on my desk all morning, open (by some unrelated scheduling) to the week of my birthday. With one of my classically uncoordinated moves, I reached for my spoon, scooped up a mound of oatmeal from the bowl also sitting on my desk and then inadvertently dumped the entire spoonful [...]
