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The Drought is Over . . . I hope
– discovered Red Tide is real—and a pain – drove the convertible with the top down . . . a lot – ate out more in three weeks than I have in 6 months
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The Hospital Again
Once again, I’ve taken up residence in the hospital with a random gastrointestinal junk. This time it’s pancreatitis. None of the things that generally cause this are part of my life or body chemistry. So, it’s a mystery that means lots of sitting waiting, and no food or drink. I vacillate between accepting it as […]
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Savoring
For the last few months thoughts of savoring and what it really means have occupied many of my thoughts. I’ve discovered that I don’t savor enough. Be it time with friends or doing something I enjoy, a great sunset or a tasty morsel—I tend to race through it. I think I’ve been plagued with the […]
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Moving on after the Titanic
Saturday evening I attended the Titanic exhibit and IMAX. It was well done, very interesting, and more thought provoking than I anticipated. The thing that got me was that in some ways it was the 9/11 of the day. That idea doesn’t completely transfer—the iceberg had no hostile or malicious intent. However the idea of […]
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Random Assortment of Thoughts
Up and Down . . . that’s how I’ve been feeling lately.
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Not Leaving on a Jet Plane
Right now, I’m “supposed” to be in airspace somewhere over Canada on my way to England via Toronto. Instead, I sit in my living room with a heating pad pressed against my back. The heating pad back combination is merely a reminder that I’m supposed to be here. Most of the week I was torn […]
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Further Changes
I thought I cleared my week to go to Florida; I had no idea I cleared my week to stay in the hospital.
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Change of Plans
Yesterday my Mom was admitted to the hospital. She’s in the middle of chemotherapy and the part of her white blood cells that makes her auto-immune system work have decided to take a little vacation.
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Debriefing, Transition, and Other Happenings
An amazing, tiring, multilingual, stretching, hilarious wouldn’t trade it week with great kids.
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Shouldn’t There Be Butterflies?
I was set up on a date with a nice guy a while ago. We’ve been out a few times. On paper we’re great.