Category: San Diego
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Finding time to relax again
Busy season is finally over yet another year. There have been so many I’ve lost count. It means the MoH is home before dark, and that it’s time for me to have an idea or two to plant in his mind before he heads for work in the morning about what we might do in…
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Making a plan for myself, maybe.
Yesterday, I avoided coming up here to sit at the keyboard, to sort through emails, to sip my coffee while scrolling through the early morning cacophony that is Twitter. I’ve been doing this for more time than I like to acknowledge. Instead, I straightened things up around the kitchen and the rest of the house,…
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Alive, Exercising, and So Not on Main Street
Well, hello. Remember me? I’m the one who used to write here quite regularly. I’m never quite sure how it gets to be Tuesday after it seems that Thursday was just yesterday, but that’s how it goes. I think I’ve figured out that if I had a way to hang on to my thoughts while…
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You, too can enjoy life past 30
Today is my birthday. And as much as I can say that many women my age choose not to admit their age, I’m proud of mine. I’m 52 years old. Not 52 years young, or 52 years better. It doesn’t need to be made into something other than what it is. Fifty-two. The year I…
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You’re so over the Italy stuff, right?
The train ride to Florence was easy. There were no delays, the air conditioning was refreshing, and it actually seemed as if we were really skimming along at 300 km/hr, leaving cars on the autostrade in the dust, which is saying quite a bit. We were able to look out the windows the entire time,…
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Our Italian Saga Continues
The unpleasantness of being in Naples wore off as soon as we were settled on the boat that would take us to Sorrento. Maybe it was the deep blue of the sea, or the cool breeze that refreshed our sweaty bodies. Or Vesuvius, looming in the distance, reminding us of all those history lessons delivered…