Category: another day in the life

  • Feeling lucky today!

    Chuck received this in the mail today: It came with  a very nice, tasteful letter telling him why he needs to make his plans today, using the special code reserved JUST for him! At the bottom, in fine print, it reads: Please accept our apologies if this letter has reached you at a time of…

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  • Cautionary tale re: international data roaming

    When we went on our volcanically extended trip to Europe last month, both Chuck and I signed up for international data roaming with at&t so we could use our iPhones (and boy, did we use them!). We also signed up for the service that reduced the per minute phone charges to 99 cents. We actually…

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  • File under: what is this world coming to, for God’s sake?!?

    From an article in People.com: Bristol Palin recently told People that being a single mother was financially difficult for her. Well, this should help a little. Palin, 19, the daughter of former Alaska governor Sarah Palin, is set to join the speaker circuit and stands to make between $15,000 and $30,000 per speech, RadarOnline reports. Palin…

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  • My life as a ping pong ball

    I am back in northern California today – I was up here last weekend too with Chuck, then we drove down to southern California, and he dropped me off at my niece’s house, and then she and I drove back up here yesterday. We drive back to So Cal tomorrow. My butt says ow! My…

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  • A last Scotch

    We’ve been on the road this week. We drove up to northern California on Sunday so we could visit my aunt who just lost her husband Harry (he died, she didn’t misplace him). Then we headed off to San Jose to spend late Monday and Tuesday working. On Wednesday we drove down to San Jose…

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  • The myth of memory

    My brother called me this past weekend and started off the conversation with, “Do you remember that red sweater you had when you were three or four? I think Mom knitted it for you, or maybe Grandmother.” Uh-huh. Of all the things I’d remember from when I was three, a red sweater is not one…

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