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Breakfast at Tiffany's: February 2015
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Well, when I get those 'mean reds' the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's.oh what I could do" Holly GoLightly. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Change doesn't have to be our enemy. In a way I wish my life was such that I could say the next line, and it would be true. The embracing: This isn't so ba...
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Breakfast at Tiffany's: October 2014
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Well, when I get those 'mean reds' the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's.oh what I could do" Holly GoLightly. Wednesday, October 1, 2014. A happy ending for an otherwise nightmarish two days. Cats can run like the wind, you know? And off they went, a coalition. As I started toward the pond, a...
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On a Roll
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Christina, Hungry Meets Healthy. Carly, Soak and Simmer. Gwyn, Champagne and Cupcakes. Liz, Liz Wikstrom’s Art. Paige, Moxie and Marmalade. In Jennie’s Kitchen. Big Green Parenting Experiment. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Want More Hot Mess?
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The Return of Reading! | Doing Good & Living Well
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Doing Good and Living Well. Staying Tough, Mentally →. July 25, 2011 · 8:47 am. The Return of Reading! Okay, so reading itself isn’t returning (cause y’all know I’m addicted). Instead, this is the return of book reviews! In the Garden of Beasts: Love, Terror, and an American Family in Hitler’s Berlin by Erik Larson. Which is about the Chicago World’s Fair and a serial killer operating in Chicago around that time. (I know, it sounds like a weird combo but it was great! Pollan discusses the current obsessi...
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On Thanksgiving | The Art of Observing
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The Art of Observing. She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. Inspiration, That Bastard. November 21, 2011. I’m headed home Wednesday for Thanksgiving in New Jersey. It’ll be our family’s first Thanksgiving with the new member of our third generation, Jack Michael. These are our traditions, and while they’ve felt thin on the ground to me from time to time, now these little traditions of ours will be the way holidays just always have been for Jack. Address never made ...
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I Did A Thing | The Art of Observing
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The Art of Observing. She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. I Need to Lay Some Things Down →. I Did A Thing. April 30, 2011. Last week, I went home (one of three homes — I am a woman rich in emotional connections if not real estate) and did a thing. A pretty neat summary of the human condition, I think. The challenge is to put aside the question and just be gratefully accepting. I guess the closest I can come to describing it is payback. When Pat Naylor asked if I ...
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The Art of Observing | "She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes." | Page 2
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The Art of Observing. She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. Newer posts →. I’m Not Gonna Write You a Love Song. February 14, 2011. I have nothing against Valentine’s Day, really. Yeah, I’m floating out here singly in a world that seems to more easily make sense of twos. But that’s okay. Shit happens, or in my case, doesn’t. I’m just going to point you to some good writing on the subject and leave it at that. Quotes Edna St. Vincent Millay, so my day is made. But ev...
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Inspiration, That Bastard | The Art of Observing
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The Art of Observing. She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. When We Were 18. On Thanksgiving →. Inspiration, That Bastard. November 12, 2011. The thing about this fickle, fickle Internet is this: It giveth and it taketh away. On the other hand, the Internet, fickle and convoluted engine though it is, has brought so many wonderful, wonderful people into my wobbly elliptical orbit. People who write like this. Before the end of Thanksgiving weekend. When We Were 18.
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Erin | The Art of Observing
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The Art of Observing. She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. November 21, 2011. I’m headed home Wednesday for Thanksgiving in New Jersey. It’ll be our family’s first Thanksgiving with the new member of our third generation, Jack Michael. We’ve always been a pretty nuclear family, just the four of us, five since my … Continue reading →. Inspiration, That Bastard. November 12, 2011. When We Were 18. November 6, 2011. I Need to Lay Some Things Down. August 8, 2011.
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