I sing. Loud and long and hard. Not particularly well. Actually, particularly poorly. I don't know all the words. I make them up as I go along. I don't do karaoke. Usually while I'm cooking. Maybe in a car. Potentially walking down the street. Not in the shower. And quite often, while I work. Whistling while … Continue reading wherein we discuss another reason my coworkers can be happy they don’t share an office with me…
she didn’t actually get to know me until facebook…
I know this is going to be hard for some of you to believe, but I have a friend. A good one. We do friend things like not seeing or speaking to one another for months and then hanging out briefly while I'm in my pajamas working. She says pithy things and I laugh. Then … Continue reading she didn’t actually get to know me until facebook…
great things come in small packages…
A couple of months ago on one of my rare visits to the office my boss asked if he could have a word with me. You all know what that's like? That moment of abject terror when you review everything you have done or could be called out on for the last week, two weeks, … Continue reading great things come in small packages…
the one with the politics…
I've been eligible to vote in this country for 17 years and 8 months. Writing that, I realize now that on my next birthday I will have been a voter just as long as I was a kid. That's a huge milestone, one I never considered. Perhaps I didn't consider it because voting is not … Continue reading the one with the politics…
goodbye for now, fair shoes…
School is back in session, the morning has a tiny nip on the breeze, and the season is starting to change. So today when I had the chance to run out to lunch I skipped the flats and ignored my sneakers in favor of the 5 1/2" cork and black leather peep-toe wedges I picked … Continue reading goodbye for now, fair shoes…
the occam’s razor approach to cat shit…
It's taken me a week or so to come to terms with this. To mention it. To anyone except my kid that is. Why? because I don't like to talk about fecal matter. Really, who does? But this is a real world. And as the saying goes, shit happens. This is the story of one … Continue reading the occam’s razor approach to cat shit…
I’m so vain I probably think this post is about me…
You know those days where nothing particularly special happens but things are just good? When your life has been so full of ups, downs, and things to do that a simple morning with simple pleasures is just the thing to set you straight? To make you smile? To allow you to realize that you're you, … Continue reading I’m so vain I probably think this post is about me…
and then I used the boys bathroom…
You know those moments when you're rushing around? You're wearing high heels and you've been heading up the stairs and down the stairs. From room to room. Drinking coffee. Drinking water. Talking to people you've known for years. Gauging people you've just met. Checking the clock. Drinking coffee. Running into more people. Rushing down the … Continue reading and then I used the boys bathroom…
where I learn not to do a stupid thing…
I handled all the rah rah yay community stuff from my day at WordCamp Portland right away. Really right away. I was prompt. I needed to get all that sunny lovey stuff out before the bitter anti-social Cami decided to shove it all deep down inside. So I woke up early Sunday morning. Um.. okay. … Continue reading where I learn not to do a stupid thing…
the one with the amazing sense of community…
Yesterday was WordCamp Portland 2012. In its 5th iteration, at a much larger venue, and with many more attendees it managed to pull me right back to some of the magic of the first WordCamp Portland. 5 years ago I was just starting to use WordPress and attending and volunteering at an event such as … Continue reading the one with the amazing sense of community…
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