Personal Life

Not a Fan

Yesterday I tweeted a question: does anyone know of a completely silent fan?  Not a radio fan, an actual fan.  My newsbooth is controlled by colleagues in another room who like it warm.  I like it cool. I would prefer the thermostat set to “meat locker” but I realize that’s not fair to everyone else.  The only suggestion I received was to spend $300 on a Dyson. Never again. Dyson once sucked me in.  He’s the inventor of the Dyson vacuum, you know, the one he says “doesn’t lose suction”.  Bullspit!    …

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A Tipping Point

My massage therapist is a terrific guy.  He’s young, with a young family and I know he doesn’t have a ton of cash.  He rents a room in my chiropractor’s office and he’s a Registered Massage Therapist, not one of your spa ladies who lays stones on your spine and relaxes you but can’t give you a receipt for your workplace health coverage reimbursement.  …

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Saying Goodbye

It’s one of those things; you have to have lost someone very dear to you to understand the depth of the sorrow.  There’s no one in your life like your Mom.  No one who loves to hear your little life stories, to know your triumphs and frustrations and to cheer you on relentlessly, even when you haven’t got a chance.   …

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If Only They Knew Me

I wasn’t feeling well when we left for Michigan on Saturday morning. I had a headache and a mildly queasy tummy.   After we stopped at the Port Huron Cracker Barrel, where I had a bland breakfast of plain oatmeal with raisins, the queasiness turned into full-blown nausea.  I spent an hour of the trip with my seat reclined, under a blanket.   If only I had taken that as a sign of what was to come! …

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