Archive for December 2011
Mr. Jingle Bells
Christmas morning my friend called with a holiday tale about her temperamental cat. (Yes I have a cat and no I’ve no intention of becoming a cat lady). Anyway, here’s the story. It was Christmas morning in the house without a mouse, the only creature stirring was Mr. Jingle Bells. My friend eased down…
Read MoreThe Name Game
I walked into the holiday celebration and surveyed the room filled with a hundred guests. Fifty employees and their spouses. One hundred names to remember. I straightened my dress and smiled. No problem. People always tag me as a hyper-extrovert born with a photographic memory. Nothing could be further from the truth. The fact…
Read MoreHoliday Survival Glam
As we looped around the pool at Southern Hills Golf Club, the Red Baron dropped me at the service entrance. Not on purpose, we were actually lost. The directions given by a security guard at the front gate were sketchy at best and since we were late, I hoofed it through the catering staging area.…
Read MoreHoliday Party Glam
A true friend never hesitates to create a diversion. *Note to self: Fancy party shoes plus polished tiled floor equals “Slip and Slide.” *Scientific fact: Time it takes from the initial ankle twist until full floor contact: two seconds. Time required for friend to distract the crowd: a millisecond. *Proven distractions in…
Read MoreHoliday Rush
In through your nose, out through your mouth. Call AAA.
Read MoreSenior-Glam
A thin stream of fractured daylight split through the amber sheer and woke me. I cracked one eye and searched for something familiar. I asked myself two pressing questions: Where am I and which way to the bathroom? A heavy baroque bureau decorated with family pictures came into focus. Chicago. My thoughts rewound and…
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