Frequent Citations

Sam

A year ago we suffered a wrenching loss. Since then there have been ups and downs and some measure of closure. But the loss remains, and remains wrenching. He will always, always be missed. Rest in peace, Sam.

I'm Only Productive When I'm Overscheduled

I maybe probably almost definitely have a problem. If my work load is relatively light, I slack off and do nothing at all. But then when it picks up and gets busy, I start kicking out the product like nobody's business. Unfortunately, though, I get so busy I have time for nothing but working working working. My world collapses into my cases. I sense there's something about this situation that's not completely healthy. A month or two ago I might have had time to deal with it but now I'm too busy. Also, if you are offered a kitchen aid mixer by my parents you may NOT take it. It's mine. Hands off. (I need one of my kids to settle down somewhere so they can take all the stuff we can't keep in our apartment.)

The Olympics Are Coming!

What more needs to be said?  So cool, and an unbelievable amount of work.

Hard Pressed

It's been one of those weeks when I've barely had time to breathe, when I haven't really had time to check the news or get my hair cut or even spend time with Girchild, who is in town. But I did manage to get the brief and all its accoutrements out the door yesterday, which feels like some kind of miracle. And today I get to see my borer and spend some time not working. It's so exciting. And maybe this week I'll manage to get my hair cut.

Silk on the Sidewalk

Walking home today very, very late, I saw a woman walking toward me. In full kimono regalia. Very cool.

Yes We Have No Privacy

As of tomorrow, Google abandons even the slightest presence of preserving any individual privacy. Just let it all hang out, that's the new motto. Ok, it's pretty easy to disable web history and download a few programs that will cut down on the tracking, but not much you can do about google docs or your email. It's creepy. Google has my nickname--I didn't put it in, and I can't remove it. I think I'm going to look for a new email provider. It is really a bummer. That, and I'll keep screwing with their algorithms. Who searches for barbies, NCAA, and obscure French poetry? Mwahahaha. Put together an ad for THAT person!

Quarter Century, Half Century

TFL and I just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary.

It sort of takes one aback.  But it doesn't particularly feel long, it just feels right (except that I'm far too young to have been married that long).

In a couple weeks TFL hits the big 50.  So it's quite the year for him, and he's now been married half his life. 

The main present he's getting is a visit from both kids.  It worked out perfectly and they'll both be here for the big day.  I'm coercing TFL into taking his birthday off--and I will too--so we can spend the day doing fun stuff with the kids.  We'll go somewhere nice for dinner too.

But otherwise... I'm a bit stumped for presents.  A puppy?  A gold watch?  A kick-butt stereo system?  Oh! an electronic drum kit maybe!  I'll have to think on this carefully.

Dolphins and Jellyfish

I've run away to play hooky for a weekend. I'm with a few other girls in a house on the beach. Is anything more soothing than the ocean? We saw dolphins swimming really close to the shore. And this morning, the sand was dotted with jellyfish washed up by last night's storm. I'd never seen a jellyfish before. They really do look like jelly. I just got a new "tool," an iPad. I know, I know, I've sold out. But! Maybe, just maybe, it will let me get back to posting more regularly. I've missed you, though perhaps you haven't missed me too much. And I've missed the discipline of finding something moderately interesting in every day that is not just about the law or my family. Today, dolphins and jellyfish. Tomorrow, who knows?

Sugar Is Sweet As Victory

Hail!

I'll admit it here and now: a year ago, I did not foresee Michigan winning the Sugar Bowl.  But hail to the victors valiant, congrats to the team and the coaches, and go blue!

In other news: while back in Michigan for the holidays I was repeatedly scolded for not blogging more. Huh.

Just Wrong

The news from Penn State could not be more horrifying.

I can't wrap my head around it.