Friday, December 28, 2007

Saturday, December 22, 2007

25 x 365 Feist

Your music rocked my 2007. I love your Bee Gee's cover. I cried to I'm sorry because it was how I felt once driving up a north-bound highway in Quebec, and then I left my laptop in a parking lot. We dance to 1-2-3-4 in my house - all of us, but especially my daughter. You do a wicked version of Secret Heart. And now we are Facebook Friends.

Friday, December 21, 2007

What I heard

A nice thing that someone said to me this week, actually not even just someone, but the woman who has mentored me professionally for the past eight years: "you are an inspiration." She meant this compliment in a you-got-yourself-divorced-and-picked-yourself-up-and-now-you-are-
better-and-stronger-than-before kind of way, and I gladly accept.

Also, I am watching (re-watching) Erin Brokovitch this week and this is what she said to George just before she sleeps with him: "Are you going to be something else I have to survive?" I felt a slight ping of recognition.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

New Year's Resolution

It is short this year:
  • boys, boys, boys
(It has been brought to my attention that I might want to refine this to "men, men, men." Good suggestion.)

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

24 x 365 Peter

All my memories of you since the sixth grade are warm, warm, warm. You wrote a lovely play about saving the world, you wrote me a beautiful letter when my dad died, we spent hours and hours playing cribbage in my room. OK, there is one nasty bit, but it was years ago and you were young so I am going to leave it out.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

a new word for over

So much for that. I guess that is four words.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Christmas list

All I want for Christmas:
  • espresso machine
  • books
  • magazines
  • chocolate (something a little swankier than M&Ms would be fitting for the occasion)
  • Veuve Clicquot
  • condoms (ever hopeful)
  • a boyfriend (ridiculously hopeful and possibly crazy)
  • peace and joy
  • fondue set (this one is a lock)
  • anything beautiful, really

Sunday, December 9, 2007

23 x 365 Josh

I am hoping these entries don't go too far down the high school Facebook path, but that is where all my nostalgia has lain these days. There is a virtual multiplier effect and one leads to two leads to 12 so everyone in the same graduating year ends up friends. In the six degrees game the points where we converge are: we went to high school together, you dated J, your wife dated the same guy I did, right after I did about 15 years ago and at the same time I had a crush on her brother, who I am still in touch with thanks to email and from whom I am expecting a poke any day.

Monday, December 3, 2007

22 x 365 marine in Thailand

There were more than one marine in Thailand, but I only remember a few of them and only kissed you. You took us on a tour of your ship - the USS New Orleans and explained the tight quarters and the sleeping in shifts and all the time spent working out because there was literally nothing else to do. Your ship arrived off the coast a few days early, but being Americans and being punctual you did not come to shore until the day and time your officials had told their host country you would be there. We went out drinking and dancing all night long and then necked on the beach, but not before I taught you and several of your friends how to do tequila body shots - one of my favourite stories to trot out at a suburban dinner party when I am getting tipsy and annoyed.