fla, here we come

We’re taking advantage of the lull in work and travel schedules to fly down to Florida. We’ll be spending time with my birth family in the north of the state, my dad in the central gulf, and friends in between. I’ll report back in about a week. In the meantime, enjoy the blogroll.

[recipe] summer beet soup

Here’s the second of two recipes spurred by a note from a lovely former colleague and co-creator of the Daily Bedpost, but there’s nothing saucy about this concoction – though it does turn out hot pink.
And of course, the recipe itself came from another colleague, from the top of his head to the email I’ve [...]

how to boil an egg

I have two posts today prompted by a lovely former colleague. She had mentioned in her status on Facebook (“the world’s smallest blog posts” as she aptly put it) that she had to google “how to boil an egg”. I wrote back, telling her I did too. I also had to look up how to [...]

“That’s a different Janet”

We had the teevee on last night and had “Countdown” on in the background. Ben and I were getting ready for what I call the nightly negotiation. He had voted for stories over teevee (yay!) and it was potty/pajama time. Coming out of the bathroom, Ben looked down the hall and saw Gov. Janet Napolitano [...]

car seat kisses

Everyday when I buckle Ben into his carseat, I take advantage of our closeness and give him a kiss. Sometimes it’s a way to calm him as he wrestles with the straps; or maybe it’s our first – and only -  quiet exchange of the evening, when I can see evidence of the day on [...]

tear analysis, and the sorry state of gender in today’s media

Let’s get something straight, vis-a-vis the media overanalysis of Hillary’s verklempt moment. Women, anecdotally, are more likely to cry in FRUSTRATION than men. Anyone who doesn’t know that should offer to put a webcam on my office wastebasket for a year, and count the tissues. It doesn’t mean all of us cry, much less cry [...]

office as meditation space

My home office is transitioning into a new sort of space. The office line has been dropped with a service order, and with it the bleepaleepaleepaleep that peppered and sometimes triggered my waking hours.
I still feel the need to be seated by 9, but when I sit down to a few Webmail clients, I find [...]

a night at the ER, an hour under the needles

Where can a woman go for a night of therapeutic self-care apart from the demands of the household and career? What if she also has a taste for gadgets and geeking out? Well, provided she has health insurance and a legitimate health issue, and she lives in my neighborhood, she can go to the [...]

how ben understands petty crime

Friday night, Henrik called in late, the unmistakable sound of resignation in his voice. He had missed my call earlier in the day as a result of leaving his phone in the car, and now he went to the parking garage to find one less window and one less phone.
The race was on to get [...]

3.5 and rising

happy biker
Originally uploaded by jdaly.

Ben is officially at 3.5, very much his own person, having one hilarious and insightful language experiment after another. He is doing a lot of comparing, and so far, here’s the tally:
He’d like a baby sister, named Hayley. (His friend J has one.) He has renamed a little teddy [...]