Monthly Archives: March 2011

Things that are not great: spending money. Things that make spending money feel not-so-bad: spending it on a tour of Italy and Spain, to see old friends and make new ones. Confirmation came today. We’re booked! I’m thinking those two … Continue reading →

There’s not much to be said for an ordinary Wednesday, filled with ordinary work and ordinary cusp-of-spring weather. So instead of the normal afternoon black coffee or Americano, I elevated my game: Nonfat hazelnut latte, extra cinnamon. (Yes, I drink … Continue reading →

On my way to my brother’s late yesterday afternoon, I pulled off the interstate for gas and wound up in a tiny town on the banks of the Wabash River. The window displays of a dusty antique shop drew me … Continue reading →

The obvious choices at the end of this workday were: 1) drive four hours on top of the four I drove in the morning or 2) spend a night in a bland hotel in a town where I was a … Continue reading →

I get a pass for posting a dog picture if it’s not my dog, right? We ran a race today for Down Syndrome awareness in honor of this little man, and even though it was too cold to breathe and … Continue reading →

That this picture, the best of the handful I took tonight, is out of focus seems somewhat appropriate. This whole day was out of focus, beginning with an early morning phone call from my mom to tell me my grandpa … Continue reading →

This was one of those nights I just could not leave the office. One million things drew me back to my desk, despite my immense desire to hit the door. One million tasks seemed to be waiting for me at … Continue reading →

The hopeless romantic in me maintains hope the countless monuments to our past that have fallen into ruin can be revived. The realist in me recognizes that’s not the American way. Rushing home from work to join my family for … Continue reading →

Yes, my iPod still has a clicky wheel. Last night I thought it had finally bitten the dust when it gave me the Black Screen of Death. But this morning, it had been revived; apparently the battery had drained when … Continue reading →

I’m willing to call most days a success based on whether I have time to crack a book — for pleasure. This was one of those days. “Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog, … Continue reading →