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September 10th, 2012 I couldn’t wait for the premier of season 10 of The Talk today. The five women hosts were going on stage with no makeup on. I guess the big question is “Does makeup change who we are?” My first instinctive answer would be “No! Absolutely not!”, said rather indignantly. Clothes and face paint cannot change . . . → Read More: They Took It All Off
September 9th, 2012 This weekend my daughter brought her three friends down from Boston and we all had a great time. As they were packing to leave today, my daughter said, “Okay Mom, NOW you can write summer is over. It was too early last week.”
I smile thinking how desolate it was out here last Tuesday, with . . . → Read More: Ok Mom, NOW It’s Over!
September 8th, 2012 My friend, who is an amazing writer of two wonderful blogs, recently reviewed the movie Hope Springs in her blog, Movies, Popcorn, No Butter. It’s a great review. And while she nailed my feelings about the film exactly, she brought up a line from the movie that struck her. A line I completely missed in . . . → Read More: Our One and Only Life
September 7th, 2012 A few weeks ago I went to visit a friend of mine. She had this tiny adorable female cocker spaniel named Journey. I loved the dog, and I was intrigued by the name. Most people’s dogs I meet I wouldn’t remember their names, but “Journey” was such a unique name for a dog that I . . . → Read More: Journeys
September 4th, 2012 It’s a tradition on Cape Cod for the residents to line up on the overpasses along route 6 and wave goodbye to the 20 miles of stopped traffic as our summer visitors leave us. Some wave in extreme happiness to be getting their roads and shops back. Others, like me, wave with a fond nostalgia, . . . → Read More: Signs
September 3rd, 2012 This morning I dragged my broken body, beaten up by paddle board, waves, and rocks, to Bikram yoga. We stood to begin pranayama breathing and I noticed my two purple bruises right below my left knee. I thought, “What was I supposed to learn from these lingering marks?”. Then, the teacher, my dear friend Shirley, . . . → Read More: Courage, Revisited, Redefined
September 2nd, 2012 The morning dawned quiet and beautiful. We still had the paddle board until noon. At 9 am, after feeding me a good breakfast, my husband looked at me and said, “Wanna try one more time?” That was all I needed. A little encouragement from someone else, because I had been thinking the exact same thing. . . . → Read More: Almost A S’UP
September 1st, 2012 Oh, where do I start? Today was paddle board day – the second try. Maybe I should start with how it took 1 truck, 3 people, and 4 trips to get everything onto the beach for this paddle board day. We set up camp at noon. It was high tide. We had to wait for . . . → Read More: Surfer Girl
August 30th, 2012 Thought For Today in the Cape Cod Times:
“If you board the wrong train, it’s no use running along the corridor in the other direction.” ~Dietrich Bonhoeffer
The train wisdom is running ramped this week. The whistle of this quote got my attention. It’s so true. When in a difficult situation with a loved . . . → Read More: Train Whistles
August 29th, 2012 My August road has been paved with new and deeper ways of looking at control, acceptance and letting go. Dan McCullough writes an Ideas & Opinion column every Sunday in the Cape Cod Times. I always enjoy it because it’s totally different from the political ones covering the editorial pages.
This Sunday was of . . . → Read More: Yet Another New Lens
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