It’s All Relative

“Geez, It’s so hot,” I thought to myself as I glanced at the 76 degree temp on my dashboard. I chuckled at the thought that a Louisiana girl would think 76 degrees was hot. That’s sweater weather, honey! My favorite kind of weekend is on the horizon… unscheduled, sunny and “Michigan hot” which is not […]

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An Impulsive Fourth of July

It is heating up outside. Of course, let me make clear that I am extremely grateful that it is not heating up outside my house to the tune of a Louisiana Fourth of July. Two weeks ago, we were grumbling about wearing sweaters in mid-June but secretly I was thanking the heavens for my living […]

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On the Move

A couple of months ago, one of my direct reports pulled me aside and told me that she and her husband wanted to move to Alabama. “Do you want to know if you can keep your job?” I asked knowing the worries of relocating to another part of the country. “Yes,” she said. “I’d like […]

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The Climb to Everest #johnoliver

Sorry we’ve been away! Ashok and I have been very busy. See below for our last adventure! P.S. For more info, listen to John Oliver’s report on climbing Everest and support safer limits on this increasingly dangerous “challenge”. And if you’d rather just “summit” yourself, do it the easy way at The Top of Mount […]

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The Morning Mixer

Ashok got me up at about 6 AM our time -5 AM Chicago time- insistent to go walk. We made our way down from our high-rise perch into the weird early daylight in Chicago. We went to bed in daylight and got up in daylight. Does darkness fall in Chicago in the summer? A dog […]

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Twisting Into Myself with Stevie Wonder

“I cannot wait for the weekend,” I told a coworker on Friday. “I have to get away.” “So where are you taking yourself,” she asked cheerily. “I’m going to hide,” I said, and I meant it. I could think of nothing better than to curl up in my house, light some candles, take some naps […]

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The Quest for Local Food

Pawpaw was a farmer. He toiled away at Exxon for his lifelong career and pension, but his passion was growing things. One afternoon I watched with horror as his little shed containing his collection of farming tools burned to the ground. It may have been the only time I ever saw him cry. But the […]

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Living in the Flow

I’d like to write but the topic eludes me. Writing seems so “not present” at the moment. I’d really rather set up a coffee date with you and tell you all about it over a warm beverage. I tried to find a topic in Chicago this weekend. I wanted to share about the Herculean efforts […]

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A Sampler of Marionberry Cobbler: Lincoln City OR

We had a free night in the writing workshop in Lincoln City. My new friends Jill and Jeanie and I decided to head out to the Wild Flower Grill for dinner. The lovely little remodeled Victorian sat next to a pretty little bayou (Do they call them bayous in Oregon?). I didn’t think to ask […]

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Sacred Storytelling

Our instructor in last week’s writing workshop told us Sunday night things would get intimate very quickly. Having been to numerous retreats where I did my own personal work among other women, I am used to that kind of intimacy. But this was a writing workshop. I expected it to be an English class. I’d […]

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