Month: May 2009

Saturday Morning at 10:10am

My children are growing and grown. No chubbiness anywhere in the vicinity. Everyone is in control of their own hair and the clothes on their

Saturday Morning at 9:59am

My daughter graduates from college on Tuesday. I fly to Princeton tomorrow. I am proud of her. But I will be no more proud of

High WASP Wedding – Navy #4

Of course a High WASP wedding will be likely to have navy blue somewhere. Might be the people. You can go traditional or, well, less

Rapture. Toes.

Sometimes as I drive up 101 on the way to work I am seized by rapture. I find life to be a blinding light at

High WASP True Colors – Navy #3

And for the High WASP dinner party at home, a little black dress is a tad too austere. Navy blue will hide the stains from

High WASP True Colors – Navy #2

There are those working days when you plain and simply have to gear up to fight. When what you have to accomplish is going to

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Today I have watched an astonishing number of war movies on television in honor of Memorial Day. Men shooting at each other, at buildings, at

Job, Do I Have One Or Not?

The job that got misplaced, then found, is now playing hide and seek. Sort of like a toddler, as in here I am behind the

Saturday Morning at 9:59am

My boy child gets on an airplane and flies to Belgium today. He is visiting my best friend. I hate airplanes. I am always a

High WASP Weddings x Crossing Cultures

I’ve been touched by some recent discussions in the blogosphere. Sweet Tea and Accordions and Lace have both talked about wanting to include family traditions