I’m not happy. I feel a genuine sense of heartbreak every single day. A lot of it has to do with me being hyper-observant and somewhat intelligent. Not meaning to toot my own horn, but there’s a threshold, I believe, where too much knowledge, too much awareness, too much understanding makes it literally impossible to attain a state of happiness. Continue reading
I made it through the State of the Union address last night. The speech itself was a typical Trump speech, which means it wasn’t a speech at all. It was the same as always, a Trump celebration full of alternative facts. Sorry, this is too good to let go!
Kyle Shanahan, the coach of the San Francisco 49ers, walks to the middle of the field and shakes hands with Andy Reid, the coach of the Kansas City Chiefs. Fifty-seven cameras, 65,000 people in the stands, and 100 million people around the world eavesdrop.
Referee: Gentlemen, welcome to the Super Bowl. One thing I want to make clear before we start: The 49ers are going to win.
There’s a pause. Shanahan smiles.
Time has been flying lately. The days didn’t have enough hours, the nights were too short. Christmas arrived too early, and the New Year come by almost unnoticed. Continue reading
I don’t hate nothing and nobody, which was true until autocorrect came along.
Just a while ago I texted a friend and wished her belated Happy Birthday. I confessed to being a terrible friend, what was quickly adjusted and corrected to “I am a terrier.” Continue reading
Hiking on Christmas morning? Would I be the only one who would be up for it? Turns out I wasn’t. 21 people showed up and we had a marvelous time, and where else would we hike on that day, other than at Christmas Rocks. Starting at 9 am sharp we went for a two-hour hike and all of us were back home at 12:30 pm to eat lunch and unwrap more presents. Continue reading
I watched my husband texting in snail speed -due to the one-finger-search-system he uses on any keyboard- and so I interfered. Helpful, as only loving spouses can be, I showed him the little microphone on his phone, and asked him to use it. Continue reading
