I turned on the evening newsSaw an old man being interviewedTurning a hundred and two todayAsked him what’s the secret to lifeHe looked up from his old pipeLaughed and said “All I can say is.” Don’t blinkJust like that you’re six years old and you take a nap and youWake up and you’re twenty-five and […]
Archive | November, 2007
Bad news: I didn’t get to attend a briss yesterday. That’s right. My favorite Jewish couple called late last week (from the hospital!) to hire me to work a party for their fourth baby (the last time I saw them – in March – they had 3 little boys, all under the age of 4). I got […]
So I watch a lot of ESPN. A lot. More than any girl should. (Especially now, during football season.) And I often surprise myself by how much information I retain. I find myself paying attention to games, scores, players, rankings — weird. So Saturday morning we got up early to get ready to watch the Arkansas-Tennessee game […]
When we first heard the news about the new Sam’s Club moving in across the street from us – we weren’t thrilled. We live on a quiet little street in a pretty quiet corner of town and we didn’t think that Sam with all his traffic and liquor licenses was going to be good for our […]
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