My first “real” non-temp job was working at a small software company.
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Scenic southbound
Also accurate and alliterative: Saturday, soggy, sodden
We get on the road at 7:30 am. The GPS thinks we could make it in 6 hours but I can only think it’s imagining it will somehow stay 7:30am on a rainy Saturday morning the whole way.
Continue reading “Scenic southbound”To remember together
The breakfast buffet is no longer self-service. It’s allowed to be unmasked to eat there. My family congregates and it’s so easy to forget – to genuinely forget – that COVID was and is.
Continue reading “To remember together”Nostalgic northbound (2)
The trek restarts in the morning mostly with just trying to navigate the mess of traffic around NYC. Considering that not everyone has returned to work, this seems unfathomable.
Continue reading “Nostalgic northbound (2)”Nostalgic northbound (1)
We head north for the funeral. I can say we, because the three of us are fully vaccinated, a safe(ish) bubble encapsulated.
The first part of the trip is my (old, soon to be again) commute to the office. The standard loops, the familiar stopping points. Good practice for the office reopening.
Continue reading “Nostalgic northbound (1)”May 27
I miss you Uncle Steve. ❤️ Happy birthday and I hope you & Auntie Martha are having a happy reunion.
Happy birthday to Libby Lou too!
Virtual Route 66: Tulsa
I was in Tulsa some years ago. It was freezing cold and drizzly the day I was there (by the next day it was, in fact, falling as ice), so I didn’t visit the State Fair, but spent the day at the Gilcrease and then the Philbrook Museum.
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Since I am no longer dividing my distances between the Camino and Route 66, I’m making tracks on that virtual journey now.
Continue reading “Route 66: virtual St Louis”Missing
Missing the adventure of winging to some far-flung place, seeing new sites, meeting new people.
Missing the casual ease of popping over to visit my folks, the quiet pleasure of inviting them over for a meal, maybe a show watched together…
Continue reading “Missing”Scent memory
What began as novel and adventurous scents as I prepared for a new meal gave way to less pleasant memories of shared laundry rooms, as the smells lingered after cooking.
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