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  • You Go Little Volleyball Dude

    My office overlooks a volleyball court, which is normally packed with 20 somethings wearing as little as possible while beating a ball around. You see them at lunch, you see them every time you walk by the windows and they’re still at it when it’s time for you to head home. It reminds me of…

  • Hope Chests, Etc.

    A friend of mine is heading to Vegas with her new beau next month and since its Vegas, I was giving her a hard time about pending nuptials. (Hey, it was a slow day and her brother did get married there not so long ago.) She quickly informed me that they were going to see…

  • Beth-ipedia

    I love listening to people being interviewed on NPR, because I learn so many fun “facts”. Recently, they interviewed a gentleman representing a new website titled Conservipedia – presumably the conservative answer to Wikipedia. (I would put up a link to it, but my hands might seize up and I might physically fall to the…

  • The Will

    I’ve carefully avoided going through my Mom’s thing up until now – it’s more from a sense of guilt that “it’s not mine” than any anticipated dread over the memories of my Mom. I even have her purse in my spare room that I haven’t gone through, yet because it’s hers and I was raised…

  • Houston, We Have a Problem

    Let’s just get it out there – I’m not keen on cell phone use especially when you’re driving. Sure, I have a bigger beef with it now since the woman who hit my brand new car, my car I got to replace the junker I used to drive, the car I got as my reward…

  • A Town You Don’t Know

    Last weekend I headed to the car dealership for a play date between my car and the dealership’s mechanics with my copy of the latest issue of Texas Monthly in tow. I feared I’d be limited to bass fishing tips or “Astronaut/Paris Swap Love Secrets/Diapers” if I left my magazine choices to chance. Once I…

  • Weddings

    I’ve always loved weddings – other people’s – because after all the planning, on your “special” day something inevitably goes awry – someone’s late, food doesn’t arrive, the soloist sings off key while the pipe organ plays “Groovy Kind of Love” and your bridesmaids run out into the entrance not fully dressed dodging arriving guests.…

  • Happy Birthday, Mom

    … really wish you were here.

  • Tap

    My tap classes started again and you’ve got to love how I just won’t quit. A fact I’m not sure my teacher appreciates. If I’m not mistaken, I’m going on 7 years of tap, and this is the first year I’m sticking to intermediate. Truth be told, I got kicked out of beginning by my…

  • ‘Tis the Season

    Some how we survived WINTER STORM 2007! (Honest, the media dubbed it that in all the news casts, which made me sad, I thought my ICE STORM 2007 sounded a little more dramatic.) Fortunately, our rations held out and we didn’t have to dip into the cat food after being trapped in the house for…