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Retreat. Renewal. Risotto.

In the last few years I’ve had a new yearning to travel alone.  Specifically, I’ve been daydreaming (for years) about taking a yoga / meditation / writing retreat up at Doe Bay Resort on Orcas Island.  Every time they host a retreat or a conference that would be

Retreat. Renewal. Risotto.
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Stage five

It’s been a few days past a month since everything came to a head and changed.  To be totally honest, everything changed long before that — I just was in denial, hadn’t accepted, refused to believe — it took me a long time to get to

Stage five
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Last week I totally flunked girls' night.

One night last week I got off work and picked up Gibson and had the thought that I’d take her to the dog park, but because I was running late for a long-awaited girls’ night with friends I haven’t seen in ages, I skipped the

Last week I totally flunked girls' night.
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The universe is a coyote

When I pulled into the line-up outside the hotel parking garage, there was a white SUV already parked by the keycard reader, the access gate lowered.  A button-down-shirt-sleeved arm stretched out the window, inserting and removing the keycard into and out of the reader.  Insert, remove, pause, red and yellow

The universe is a coyote
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Bokeh

January. I don’t really make New Year Resolutions. Resolutions – or rather, things I’d like to try to do – come to me all year long, and I take a stab at them, and some stick and some don’t. Most don’t. I always aspire to write every day.

Bokeh
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Right sized reading, 12/27/2013

We’re having a lovely holiday season… Ryan and I started down the slippery slope of Christmas decorating in earnest this year, by picking up a few big cedar garlands and a swag.  That lead to ribbon, and ornaments, and digging out some lights I’d bought

Right sized reading, 12/27/2013
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A work from home morning.

Gibson graduated out of her crate a couple weekends ago – we worked up to leaving her alone for a few hours in the living room, tucked happily on the sofa, instead of in her puppy crate while we were out of the house.  Everything was going well – happy dog, happy

A work from home morning.
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Make my smartphone a dumbphone, please.

A few days ago I did my semi-annual search for the words “make my smartphone a dumb phone” and found the same few  links as the last time I did that search. A friend of mine discovered AppCertain, an “app nanny” that allows parents to turn

Make my smartphone a dumbphone, please.
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Becoming an aunt.

It’s a little overwhelming to even sit down to write, tonight.  It’s been so long since I put pen to paper — or rather, fingers to keyboard — for anyone to read, as opposed to the pages of my trusty journal, that it’s a

Becoming an aunt.