There is a scene from a medical television show: A surgeon is unable to save his patient. As he approaches the waiting room to break the news to the family that their father/husband/friend did not survive, he pauses behind the window. The group is standing up, after hours of anxiously waiting, and someone is telling a funny story. They are all smiling and laughing. The … Continue reading Their Stories
Dear 7 a.m., Why are you here? We don’t have a date for Saturday morning. Go away, I’ll see you Monday. Continue reading Snooze
Since I began this blog, my goal was to post something every day, Monday – Friday. Except for one (very busy and grandchild-filled) Wednesday, I’ve accomplished that goal. I have found that I have quite a few “Accidentally Human” stories (they seem to never end, so I’ve decided to go ahead and order the bubble-wrap suit, helmet and bedazzled “Fall Risk” jewelry), and I have … Continue reading Bloglettes
So… I was eating lunch at my desk (as always), and had just taken a bite of tuna salad, when I started to sneeze. I knew there was no stopping it… I knew I was nowhere near a tissue… and I knew it was going to be ugly. So I grabbed the (really large) trash can from under my desk to sneeze into. My eyes … Continue reading Accidentally Human Part VII
After a day of rain, the sky cleared and a light breeze picked up. A cool and inviting morning beckoned me outdoors. I hopped down the steps and turned to walk east, thinking today would be a great day to visit Central Park. Every trip I have made here has involved little pieces of the park, but I have always wanted to spend an entire … Continue reading I’m Not Poochy
I love coffee. There, I said it. I love everything about it. The smell. The flavor. Even coffee breath doesn’t bother me. Although doctors have told me since the age of 26 that I shouldn’t drink it, I continue. I’m a coffee rebel. There are so many tastes and aromas. My outlaw taste buds explore flavors from parts of the world I may never visit. … Continue reading Remains of the Heart
So at 4 o’clock in the morning, I am faced with a number of choices: *Download a new book and dig in. *Try and actually get some sleep (I can’t even type that with a straight face). *Just give up, take a shower, and head to work. *Start drinking If I lived in Italy, I would be on my second espresso right now. (I would … Continue reading Sandi Ciao
My first time “living” in New York (house-sitting for my cousins) had an interesting beginning. I initially flew in and stayed one night in Midtown. Did touristy stuff. Wanted to get that out of my system, because for the next three weeks, I was going to live in Chelsea like a New Yorker! At age 52, I would finally be cool! The universe had other … Continue reading Coffee-stained beginnings
All my life I’ve been terrified of spiders. One of my funniest stories involves me trying to get away from one (a very tiny one) while trapped in the drive-thru of a bank. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve tried to adopt a more Zen lifestyle (I really need to look that word up. I use it all the time, and I get the feeling I … Continue reading Eight-legged Assholes
He sat down next to me on the bench. I was only aware because he said hello. I returned a miserable “hello” and took a sip of Coke. I put the cup down next my food and buried my nose back in my phone. I had walked 6 miles through the city. Enjoying the weather. Recognizing buildings and streets, and finding new ones. Taking pictures. … Continue reading Perfect Timing
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