Author Archives: B.

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This One Hurts

“Maybe that’s enlightenment enough: to know that there is no final resting place of the mind; no moment of smug clarity. Perhaps wisdom… is realizing how small I am, and unwise, and how far I have yet to go.”   … Continue reading

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Three Years Gone

When great trees fall in forests, Small things recoil into silence; Their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, The air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our … Continue reading

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Just…. no

I unfollowed three people today for posting the following: Also, for what it’s worth, if you were one of the folks going around yesterday saying/tweeting/posting/texting “May the 4th be with you!” —  I pretty much wanted to punch you in … Continue reading

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I have a life, and it only goes in one direction. Forward. ~ Don Draper

Life has been busy busy busy lately. Not so much (though, of course, occasionally) in a stressful way – more so productive. I’ve been working hard, sleeping well, eating healthier, exercising regularly, tackling long overdue projects (hello, home improvement to-do … Continue reading

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Springtide

Happy first full day of spring — in all its vernal glory:  

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Twenty-Eight

Dear Ryan, Tomorrow would have been your 28th birthday. I still can’t believe you’re gone. Lost before I had the chance to say all the things I wanted to say… to apologize properly for the ways I’ve let you down. … Continue reading

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International Women’s Day

For International Women’s Day, I celebrate my two talented and incredible daughters. May you know your power, your place in the world, and your place in my heart. Now go defy the patriarchy by living a meaningful life on YOUR … Continue reading

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The Tao of Will

Dear Blog, Hello, my friend, I haven’t completely forgotten about you! Like roses and bears and wood frogs (oh, my!), I’ve been hibernating this winter.  I’ve holed up in the safety & comfort of my den, snuggling my pup, communing … Continue reading

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Reflection

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“Things that keep me up at night for $1000, Alex.”

I was born in a small town in Texas in 1968. JFK was already gone, Camelot dismantled, and Richard Millhouse Nixon was on the fast track to becoming the 37th president of the United States of America. Martin Luther King Jr … Continue reading

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Quarter Century

Dear Robyn, On this day twenty-five years ago you pushed your way into the world and captured my heart. In typical fashion, you were in a hurry. So much so that we almost didn’t make it to the hospital in … Continue reading

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Random Thought of the Day #4

Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs: It may just be hunger talking… but I’m pretty sure all this can be accomplished with a really great breakfast taco.

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Better Late Than Never

Hello, 2018! Let’s be friends. I haven’t always gotten along with your predecessors, but I’ve got a good feeling about me and you. That said, here’s what I’ve learned about friendship through the years: the key to satisfaction is lowered … Continue reading

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Dark Side of the Moon

Everything I see in the media lately is terrible or sad. Or both. Police shooting citizens for no real reason, kids bullied, California burning, women harassed, molesters vying for Senate, explosions/murders/pain/loss/suffering. And oh yeah – the president. It’s depressing to … Continue reading

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Queen’s Gambit

I wrote about this elsewhere, but it bears repeating: I have been a fan of Al Franken since the dawn of time. From his SNL days to Rush Limbaugh Is a Big Fat Idiot, to his Air America talk radio … Continue reading

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Tis the Season

You know what’s near the top of the list of things that suck when your child is dead and there’s not a god damn thing you can do about it?  

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Paris is Always a Good Idea

Dear Paris, Thank you for hosting us the week of Thanksgiving. Your city is as beautiful as its history is storied. Your pastries are flaky and your Foie gras is creamy, and everything is served with an attention to detail … Continue reading

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À Coeur Vaillant Rien D’Impossible

Nothing is impossible to a willing heart. I will love without fear and trust without hesitation. I will laugh more than I cry. I’ll count my blessings frequently and tally my losses far less often. I’ll either lose weight or … Continue reading

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Fortune Favors the Bold

Why are fortune cookies so boring? If you’re giving me a stale cookie in a noisy cellophane wrapper, at least make it entertaining, snarky, or both. Ideas: This cookie looks a like a mini vagina — bon appétit! You have a … Continue reading

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They Say The Neon Lights Are Bright

We saw our first Broadway musical in 2014 (Chicago, in case you’re curious) and I was instantly hooked. As a huge fan of musical movies and TV shows, it wasn’t much of a leap for me. Since then I’ve been … Continue reading

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