Monthly Archives: December 2015

Day 24 — Present — 40 Days of Writing, Winter 2015

I awake five minutes before the alarm goes off. I reach over and shut it off, so that I can avoid the noise, but I linger in bed for another ten minutes. The scar from my hysterectomy 14 years ago … Continue reading

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Day 23 — An Early Hour — 40 Days of Writing, Fall 2015

I sit here at 4:00 a.m. watching CNN, like I do every weekday morning before work, and it occurs to me I don’t want to watch it anymore. I am tired of seeing the terrorist couple’s faces and hearing about Isis; I … Continue reading

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Day 22 — Salad Bars — 40 Days of Writing, Fall 2015

The first salad bar I ever encountered was at a casual restaurant call Happy Steak, in my hometown of Antioch, California. I was about nine. I thought it was the next best thing to TV dinners. You could pick and … Continue reading

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Day 21 — Social Retards — 40 Days of Writing, Fall 2015

I have a love-hate relationship with social retards. If I have to work with them, they cause me a certain amount of stress and aggravation which can sometimes affect my on-the-job performance; but I also find them somewhat fascinating to … Continue reading

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Day 20 — Radio Women — 40 Days of Writing, Fall 2015

Debbie, Diane, Kelly, Jane and Jo, enjoying our time together The thing you forget about when you switch careers is that, if you are lucky, you are going to acquire a whole new group of friends. Back in my Graphic … Continue reading

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Day 19 — Just Stay Busy — 40 Days of Writing, Fall 2015

All the crazy stuff going on in the world right now — most recently the San Bernardino tragedy — sometimes makes me want to go to bed and stay there for a year. Unfortunately — no, make that fortunately — I … Continue reading

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Day 18 — Comfort Me with Eggs — 40 Days of Writing, Fall 2015

When I was very small, the simple hard-boiled egg was the way to go. Dipped in a smidgen of salt, the warmth of the yolk and white tasted like home, even touching on a bit of independence, as this was something … Continue reading

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