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I miss newspapers.  There, I said it.  Call me old-fashioned but I really miss opening my front door, snagging today's paper and curling up on the couch reading it with a huge cup of coffee me in my hand.    Yes, yes I know.   This is incredibly un-PC of me.  I'm supposed to be grateful that with a click of the mouse, I can have not one but many news sources available to me each and every single hour of each and every single day.  But there is a huge difference aesthetically between the comfort ...

Ode to my cat who chews cords

Mimir goes by many names - Meer, Meemsy, Pooh Bear, Tiger Cat.   And then there is my personal favorite - Mimir Damnit - which is probably the name the cat is called more than any of the others.    Granted, in the past, calling the cat "Damnit" has gotten me in trouble.   Who can ever forget their first call by their child's teacher asking that you come in for a meeting.  And who can forget the ensuing discussion of your child's family tree whereupon you find a picture of an orange blob with the...

The Rules of Engagement

Over the last three years, I've donated over 500 hours of my time volunteering at Drue's school in support of the theatre arts program.   This does not include the time I volunteer supporting other programs, being room parent for Drue's class, attending PTA meetings, etc.  I enjoy working with the kids and enjoy the programs I support.  I also recognize that this is finite.   Once Drue hits middle school, the number of hours I am allowed to spend at and around the school will dwindle simply beca...