I love writing a fun recap that marries my reading obsession with travel. But as I sat typing about Caribbean sunshine, leisure time, and vacation reading, today’s light book report felt, well, incongruous. On a normal gray, windy, rain-soaked morning, calling up those St. John images would be a welcome diversion from crappy weather. But… Continue reading Riding Out the Storm with Books
More and more often, as America pushes ever closer to November’s Day of Reckoning, I’ve found myself curled into the proverbial and literal fetal ball by the toxic sludge that passes for this election season’s social media commentary. Perhaps I’m going full-on ostrich, but popular Twitter hashtags go mostly ignored; clicking usually exposes trolls, misinformation, and… Continue reading Melania Trump and the Antidote to Social Media’s Toxic Sludge
When was the last time a Halloween costume made you giddy with happiness? My answer: October 2016 It’s a simple costume—I pulled out a black skirt, light-weight shirt, and jacket. All it took to finish my look was a trip to Sam Moon, always rewarding, for two $5 necklaces, a cool brooch ($11—sale FINAL!), and some… Continue reading 2016’s Best Halloween Costume Looks a Lot Like Me
I stood there, wondering if I would get dirty looks from my neighbors. Maybe someone walking by would yell at me to stop. Somebody might even call it in. At least I was wearing my workout suit, not the two-piece “lay out on the beach” number that shows more skin. Nervously, I picked up the sponge… Continue reading Going Old School on My Car
Answer: They’ve been talking about racism. For the past week, the news has been full of the Obamas’ historic visit to Cuba. In today’s New York Times, a moving article described the powerful impact of the president’s most recent appearance there (“Obama Looks Past Cuba’s Post-Racial Veneer” by Damien Cave). According to Cave’s article, an… Continue reading What Do SXSW, President Obama, and Cuba Have In Common?
Last Friday, I got a text from my son: “I’m sorry to hear about Leonard Nimoy, Mom. I know he was a big part of your life.” And that is how I learned that Mr. Spock had died. I spent many of my childhood summers visiting relatives in Illinois. The best times were spent at… Continue reading How Mr. Spock Changed My Life