Author Archive: Nancy
Not Quite A Friend
There’s a woman who belongs to the same circle of friends as I do. I don’t particularly like this woman. I don’t like her politics. I don’t like most of her opinions. We don’t enjoy the same hobbies. We have little in common. But she lost someone close to her and yesterday was the sad …
Using and Losing Time
A very scary event is on the horizon for me. My 50th high school reunion. FIFTY! I remember my parents going to my dad’s 50th. Oh my god, they were so OLD. It’s a good thing I’m so much younger now than they were then. A reunion is a wonderful time to gather and … …
The Escape
Years ago, a close friend asked me for advice on her workplace issue. She worked in a very small office – I think the staff totaled no more than five. She had very little in common with any of her co-workers. She was unhappy and had tried various methods to improve her relationships with the …
The Limit
Yesterday, I warned the dogs: “I am at my limit.” This warning was at a decibel level that surprised even me. I don’t think I have been that screechy-loud since the day about sixty years ago, when the gang playing Red Rover thought it would be funny to just let go when I ran full-tilt …
Where I Ought To Be
I have a memory that keeps repeating in my brain. It was the summer of 1979. I was 28, and I had been working for the past three years at a research organization at the lowest possible rung that existed in that organization or perhaps any organization. I had a college degree in English, but …
Real Life With Puppy
I like to present the positive side of Life. I believe in the positive side of Life. I believe in happiness and kindness and sweetness. My husband calls me a Pollyanna, and I never minded when he calls me that, because seeing Life as sweet and Humanity as decent is a good way to survive. …
Margaret
Yesterday, I remembered a woman I met in the Fall of 1969. At the time, I was under the delusion that I was going to be a nurse. My mother was a nurse and I wanted to be like her. She had her doubts but she and my dad supported my decision to go to …
How Much
When I was a kid, I used to play this game when I watched TV. Sometimes I played with my sisters, but mostly I just played it alone. The game was: How Much. How Much was played during commercials. Bad commercials. Example: A commercial with a woman with huge armpit stains. She gets in an …
Decisions, Decisions
I’ve been terrible with my blogging lately. I want to say I’ve been busy – and that’s true enough. But moreover, I think I just needed to take a break. I didn’t want to focus on something else. I wanted to UNfocus. The end of winter is always my least energetic time. I am tired …
