The panic attack ended this morning, when John called to tell me he FINALLY (6 days later) had his paycheck, and was on his way to deposit it at the bank. I guess that’s what it was all about —
Panic Attack
I am having a panic attack right now. My heart is racing, and physically I am all upset. Here’s the reason why: I can’t seem to convince some part of my brain and body that I am on vacation and
Blathering…
To those of you who wrote, wondering where I am, thank you. Tired, not sleeping well. Only thinking of blog topics at work (writing them on yellow legal pads), then leaving missives at work. Due to runway maintenance, the airport
Can’t Get There From Here
Last night, before dinner, I was thinking through a blog entry on road construction. We are hot and heavy into road construction season, especially in my little corner of St. Paul. Literally half the streets are ripped up. If you’re
A Conversation with Rachel
Over the past two weeks, Rachel and I have been having conversations about friends, and what makes someone a real friend. Then yesterday, she shares this: Rachel: Mama, this morning Kid X told me he hates all people in China.
Bringing the World to Its Knees
Check this out. Work safe, kid safe (if they can’t read the feed at the bottom!).
Stop Me Before I Drink Again
My name is Carol Anne. And I have a drinking problem:Starbucks. I swear Starbucks must put illegal and/or addicting substances (other than caffeine) into their Mocha Frappucinos. Why else would I be jonesing for one RIGHT NOW, at 8:30 pm.
Better Than Michael Stipe
I’m turning my kids into R.E.M. fans. Their Aunt Kay would be proud. After getting the class under control last night, Sarah came upstairs to hang out with me. I had told her a couple days ago about the “Man
My First Meme
I’ve been tagged by the 108 for an interview meme. This is my first. Be gentle with me. Here are the rules:There are five slots in the meme list. As you are tagged, remove the name in the first slot
And Speaking of Great Music…
… I must be breaking several laws, both natural and unnatural, bopping along to Robert Palmer at 1:09am. This is my reward for grading another stack of papers (one more to go… tomorrow). “She’s so fine… there’s no tellin’ where