We have been very blessed to have had Bunky in our lives for the last 14 years.
We got him from a small rescue, KISS (Kitties in need of Someone Special) in September 2007 when he was only seven weeks old. He was a lilac point- Siamese mix, who someone ludicrously had named Brandy Alexander! We took him and his new sister (aka Smidget) home, and proceed to ferret out his REAL cat name—Bunky, (short for rambunctious!)
The first day after the election, I couldn’t imagine that Biden won. When my mind went to the possibility, I could feel the pressure of heavy tears against my eyes, as if an onion in its prime had been waved under my nose. I didn’t want to cry—it seemed so overly dramatic. But that’s how I felt. That if it were really true, that we wouldn’t have to live in a country that had been taken over by a mad … Read the rest
Sometimes being grateful isn’t a matter of being thankful for what you have or what you’ve experienced, but rather being grateful for what you don’t have or what hasn’t happened to you.
So though I’m endlessly grateful for my cute husband, who rolls our laundry into neat piles after seeing a Marie Kondo wannabe explain how to declutter your house; and my cats; and my chocolate; and my flowering begonias; I am also grateful that I have never had a … Read the rest
If your mother is still alive, I envy you. If your mother is still alive and the two of you enjoy hanging out together, I envy you. If your mother has passed on, but you used to enjoy hanging out with her, I envy you. If you wax poetic about your Mom- how she’s always been your best friend, or how she’s been your role model, or how she taught you how to survive in a world that just barely … Read the rest
The last time I blogged, I imagined that if Drumpf actually won, I would need to be grateful that I’ve had the life I have had for all these years, without it being torn up side down.
I’m still grateful for that—but I would be lying if I said that was enough.
I find it more difficult than ever to look around and feel gratitude.
I know I’m not alone—and I suppose I’m grateful for that—but … Read the rest
I’ve been trying to figure out why this election has literally moved me to tears. Why I wake up in the middle of the night, can’t sleep, and find myself dry heaving in the bathroom. Why the possibility of a Drumpf presidency forces me to spend hours investigating a move to and appkly for visiting professorships in Canada.
In 2004, after the election of Bush for a second time, I was diagnosed with costochondritis. That’s an acute, often temporary inflammation … Read the rest
Watching HBO’s Confirmation, I am drawn back in time.
I remember sitting in front of my television literally glued during Anita Hill’s testimony.
I didn’t know all the inside stuff this film shows (obviously) but I knew when someone was telling the truth and when someone was not.
And I understood completely how a woman could continue her professional relationship with someone who may have harassed her, made her uncomfortable with unwarranted sexual discussion and innuendo or even worse. … Read the rest
On a beautiful spring day 3 ½ years ago, I wrote the voiceover to the very first video we posted on this site. I was thinking about how grateful I was to be out and running, and that spurred me to review all the things I was grateful for, which is why I wrote the line, “Be grateful that you work with at least some people you like.”
I was thinking about this line because recently we’ve been looking to … Read the rest
Like one of those little Russell terriers who hold on tightly to Mr. Wilson’s or the mailman’s leg, by and large I won’t let go.
I won’t let go of friends, even if they’ve “done me wrong,” I won’t let go of a job even if it’s been hijacked by the forces of darkness and evil, and I won’t let go of the people who come to me with their almost impossible-to-solve … Read the rest
No matter what job you’re in, no matter how high up on the ladder you go, you always have to deal with assholes. It’s as simple as that. You think if you get to a certain level, if you own your company, or become a CEO with thousands reporting to you, or are retired and shouldn’t have to suck up to anyone any more, you will become inoculated from dealing with jerks, stupids and … Read the rest
Most of the time I think about tangible things that I am grateful for—concrete things, like David, chocolate, a day without snow, a day without cat vomit, an aroma diffuser, a deep, deep DEEP tissue massage, a really good book…
But today I felt grateful for possibility.
The possibility that an idea may develop into something, the prospect that the IBC could actually insure all the programs “in bulk” and thus lower the cost for all the producers; the hope … Read the rest
When I first began this website and the videos on it, the voiceover in the very first video included the line: “Be grateful you have a job. And that you work with at least some people you like.” Well, I think I’ve written many true lines, but this has got to be in the top one!
Most of us work in a job that if we’re lucky we enjoy what we do—but the people we work for—whether that be bosses … Read the rest
Many of my days I have no recourse but to take on the forces of darkness: self-absorbed people who care only about privileging themselves and their circle of sycophants at the expense of the vulnerable: students.
I fight the good fight—but it’s tiring.
And today, driving to work I felt weepy—that feeling where, if anyone looks at me cockeyed —the tears would start leaking out the corners, edges, of my eyes, like baking a blintze too long and cheese oozing … Read the rest
It used to be that a blizzard was something I actually enjoyed.
I would hunker down with a good book and cook up a big batch of chicken soup, or bake a cake and enjoy the sound of the howling winds outside while I sat, warm and cozy, seemingly invincible to the vagaries of Mother Nature.
Then came the big storm in October 2011, sometimes known as the Halloween Nor’easter and even, I later learned, Storm Alfred! And we were … Read the rest
