Slice of Life
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Hot pot
Friday night, my husband and I were treated to shabu-shabu with my parents. It was an evening that brought me back to my cultural roots. It’s customary in our culture to treat others when you come into money. You get a new job or a promotion, or in mom’s case,…
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Overheard
Reading Rita’s post yesterday reminded me of a time when I was in the waiting room for an MRI… This was maybe the second or third time I had to go in for an MRI, one of the last ones before my breast surgery. I was uncomfortable in the waiting…
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Flashback Friday
Feeling a little stuck, I thought I’d look at photos from today’s date. Apparently, March 21 has not been a popular day for taking pictures, but I do have a few to share:
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Room with a view
Today I’m working at a school with an ocean view. It’s not right on the water, but you can make out the golden ripples beyond the houses. If the camera lens moved to the left you’d catch a container ship floating by. And a little to the left of that…
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Latchkey kid no longer
You might’ve read my post on coming up with a story of motivation last week. If you didn’t, it doesn’t matter. In addition to telling about an event or time I was motivated to do something, the other part of my task was to tell about a particular person who…
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Capricious and cruel
Every day we seem to be hit with yet more and more decisions by our current administration that are, as a favorite YouTuber called them, “capricious and cruel.” This morning I intended to finish a draft I started about being a latchkey kid, but I made the mistake of scrolling…
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Menu problems pt. 2
Yesterday I was running around looking for gluten-free french bread for our themed book club breakfast. It turns out that wasn’t the real challenge. I made an overnight french toast as I have many times in my life, substituting the bread for the gluten-free variety. This morning I baked it…
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Menu problems
We have book club tomorrow and the book we’re reading is The Seamstress of New Orleans. The member who is hosting loves a themed event and so do I. So we put our heads together to create a simple menu that would represent New Orleans. As I scrolled through some…
