Riley had a fun weekend of play and barking, but now it's Monday and he doesn't want to get out of bed. Neither do I! . . .
Mondays….

Riley had a fun weekend of play and barking, but now it's Monday and he doesn't want to get out of bed. Neither do I! . . .
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It's Gasparilla's "Piratechnic" fireworks tonight. Gasparilla continues the weekend after the Super Bowl with its regular parade and drunkfest. . . .
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I was wondering how Steve Jobs is doing today, and saw this original review of the Mac in 1984. That's the year I first moved to Silicon Valley. It's fun to read and see how far we've come in 25 years.Here are some excerpts: (note that the Mac was first to use the "desktop" phrase for the home . . .
I thought this illustration was a bit over the top.Caroline Kennedy’s foray into the political world was a bit shocking, given her evident dislike for the limelight or any prying into her personal affairs. Her grumpy attitude toward financial disclosure amused me. It’s not like she had any great . . .
I just love this story. According to news reports, 76-year old former French president, Jacques Chirac, was hospitalized after he was mauled by his 'clinically depressed', little, white Maltipoo, Sumo. No kidding.Shhh! Don’t tell Riley. . . .
One of the bloggers I read regularly has posted his upset about the latest news on the duct tape/heart sticker they found on little Caylee’s body. It’s not a normal subject for his blog, and I could read his unease and horror on every line. I share them. I’ve tried really hard to avoid all the . . .
Yesterday I re-hung some sweet little watercolors I'd bought years ago on one of our many Christmases in Key West. It reminded me how much I love that island imagery, so I went looking online for Key West watercolors I might like, and found this wonderfully evocative watercolor called Blue Heaven. . . .
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I was talking to an editor I know who was recently laid off. She mentioned that a boss once advised that she become more comfortable with ambiguity. My first thought was, "Why? why should she?"I guess the point is that ambiguity is unavoidable. And if you don't like it, as I don't, it can be . . .
With so much exciting stuff ahead, it's no wonder I'm feeling those little tummy flutters, like butterfies. I love the image of these butterfly cupcakes and wonder, if you ate one, would you feel flutters?Or would you feel guilty and dread going to Pilates tonight because you'd have to lift your . . .
On a cold morning, there's nothing like the warm weight of a cat up against your side. I love my dog Riley, but he's a bit distractable and just doesn't lie still against me for very long. I had cats for 34 consecutive years, but when Tyler passed on two years ago, I decided to get a little dog. A . . .
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Yesterday was such a hopeful day...maybe just a pause to enjoy thinking about what it might mean... over a cup of coffee. This one's being served at a B&B in Italy. You can tell by the tablecloth. And the reasonable size of the cup. . . .
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