It’s that ‘back to school’ time of year and for me, the smell of new Crayola crayons makes me giddy! Go ahead stick your head in a big box and take a whiff and tell me it does not take you right back to elementary school. For me, it’s first grade in Mrs. Howard’s class.
Donned in my new saddle shoes and “first day of school outfit”, I vividly see myself opening my new tablet (you can’t find them anymore by the way, I tried) with my new freshly sharpened pencils nestled cozily in my new Barbie pencil pouch.
I passionately loved school until about 7th grade when my hairdo and nail polish became more important than knowing how many seats there are in Congress and the House.
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Jan
Menopause
The levels indicated I was running low in ink on all four of the printers I own between my home and office, but I just kept on printing. I always figure I can squeeze those ink cartridges dry and might as well. Saves money.
I needed to print out a resume as I was hurrying out the door. Alas, I had not heeded the warning and I was out of ink…on all four printers.
Later that day my gas gauge indicated I was running low on gas. I play this game to see how many miles I can get on one tank.
As I sat stalled right in the middle of one of the busiest streets in Portland out of gas, I realized once again I had not taken serious the warning. This though, a far worse consequence…and embarrassing!
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Jan
Menopause