For the first time in our lives, we own a car that is not silver. Now I’m not complaining about a line of used, drab, yawningly prosaic vehicles, because I am grateful for the ability to drive 30 miles on an errand as opposed to walking it. But I bounce in raptures looking out the [...]
Archive for June, 2011
The Summer of Our Contentment
June 22nd, 2011
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So, I’m sitting in a parked car, doing yet another one of those 20-minute chauffeur trips for the progeny that turns into 85, and I’m bored. Ahead of me is a van with writing on it: Water. Wind. Fire. Whoa, that’s cool. When I’m not sitting in cars, I’ve been reading the Tony Hillerman Navaho [...]
Lost — in Plain Sight
June 15th, 2011
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I am on a Most Wanted list. Actually, it’s more like the Lost and Found of my high school alumnae committee, which for the last 30 years has experienced monumental difficulties in tracking me down and verifying my existence. It’s kind of exciting — as if I’m Sydney Bristow of Alias, with this amazing ability [...]
Mouth of the Grand Canyon — Mine
June 6th, 2011
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I really do need to learn to manage my mouth one of these days. Actually, since my social faux pas was on an e-mail, I suppose it’s my fingers that need the blocking, but truth be told, I don’t feel particularly bad about speaking my little mind. It all started with an invitation to a [...]
