Dear Bob (may I call you Bob?), Having spent some time over the past two weeks watching the Winter Olympics, I wanted to tell you personally how much I’ve admired your tremendous hosting efforts.
Dear New Shrink, You know those people who are rude no matter what. I can normally tolerate this behavior for a short amount of time, however, the person I have in mind is someone that I work with.
I had a dream last night and it was very strange. You see, I fell asleep and landed in a conference room in early January of 2009, at some big health care, or maybe it was a pharmaceutical corporation, I’m not sure which, but what matters is, I was one of them.
Before last summer’s recess, Democrats in Congress were working to pass a health care reform bill and Republicans were doing whatever they could to stop it.
General Electric and Google — two of the most advanced 21st century companies — have joined forces that will revolutionize North America and elsewhere with state-of-the-art “smart” electricity grids.
This is one of my favorite times of the year. I love the cold weather, the rain and the fact that it will turn on a dime and then become a gorgeous, sunny day.
Tomorrow night, City Council will appoint someone to fill the late Ken Genser’s seat on the dais. The appointed one (as opposed to anointed one) will serve until November when the voters will elect a candidate to serve out Genser’s term which expires in November, 2012.
Recently, actor-director, Kevin Smith was removed from his seat on a plane and forced to leave. The reason: he was too fat, or as the airlines say, “He was a person of size.
Dear Rachel, I resent the term “cougar” for an older woman who dates a younger man. Yes, my boyfriend is younger, but call me crazy for not wanting to be nicknamed after a deadly predator.
A news story broke two weeks ago that went largely unnoticed. Perhaps Kim Kardashian was showing off her butt somewhere and that drew all the coverage.
Last Friday in music class the mom next to me quietly said, “Criss-cross applesauce.” Her daughter, a sweet little girl with a bright smile and perfectly pert pigtails, promptly went from sitting with her legs wide open to crossed, Indian style.
Dear New Shrink, I have been wondering and worrying about how I can let the people I love know that I love them. I come from a kind of hands off, non-demonstrative family and we just do not say I love you or even give hugs or embraces.
