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Self-medication

My friend called me the other day.  For purposes of this blog, I shall call her Jennifer, mainly because most women my age are named “Jennifer” and I know a…

Quiet Burgers

When I go out to dinner with my friends, it is because I want to talk to my friends live and in person.  I don’t want to thumbtype awkward messages…

Forgiveness

As I write this, we are in what is known in the Jewish Community as the “Days of Awe.”  Granted, a lot of the Days of Awe are spent with…

Book Review — Hollow Kingdom

Hollow Kingdom by Kira Jane Buxton One of my favorite things is when I find a book that is completely unlike one that I have read in the past, which…

Vintage

I was on the phone conducting business with someone who was younger than the vast majority of my t-shirts.  This pup of a man described another person, who I hadn’t…

Book Review — Giddy Up, Girl!

Giddy Up, Girl by Jeanie Brosius King is a story of grit and determination and, ultimately, inspiration.  Jeanie is the mistress, so to speak, of the Beautiful Network of Women…

Trifocals

If you’ve ever run into me at the grocery store on the weekends, you’ll know that I’m not a particularly vain person.  I don’t mind looking terrible in public if…

Book Review — You Might Forget the Sky Was Ever Blue

You Might Forget the Sky Was Ever Blue By Michael Chin is a collection of short stories.  None of the characters in these stories seem comfortable in their own skins. …

Perfect Peace (for a price)

A few weeks ago I went to visit my son in his last weekend at the Boston University Tanglewood Institute.  If you don’t know what BUTI or Tanglewood is, let…

Book Review: Suddenly Stardust

“Suddenly Stardust: A Memoir (of Sorts) About Fear, Freedom, & Improv” by Joanne Brokaw is a short, fast read, packed with thoughtful and entertaining pieces.  On her 50th birthday, Brokaw…

Taking Up Space

At 6:00 p.m. last Thursday, I wanted to make a right turn from Ponce de Leon Avenue on to Peachtree Street.  If you are not familiar with Atlanta, I will…

They’re Leaving Me

I dropped my daughter off at camp last weekend. This was her 9th summer at camp, so it was a familiar ritual.  You’d think I’d be used to it.  The…