Showing posts with label election. Show all posts
Showing posts with label election. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

City Grill, almost over and errant chips

- A lovely lunch at the City Grill with the woman who recruited me for my current printing company job. She told me last spring that she would take me there for lunch when I sold my first $50,000 printing. It was all I thought it would be - soaring ceilings, beautifully painted murals on the walls, respectful staff, kind of little food. And full of Atlanta City policemen heading upstairs for some kind of special lunch.

- A headline that made me chuckle: "Palin, Ludacris Campaign in Georgia's US Senate Runoff." Enough said.

- Two errant chocolate chips peeking out from under the microwave, reminding me of baking madness last week.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

A new day, truth and sunrise

Rising by Bob Trammell

- Falling asleep with the television on and waking in the wee hours to an eloquent speech. No more red states or blue states today, just the United States.

- The wisdom of Jannie, passing this on to her daughter: "...no matter how bad the truth may seem, it’s the only way to go."

- With the return to Eastern Standard Time, my commute begins in the dark and ends with the sun just risen. The sky this morning has a rosy glow.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Change, sweet and Good Fairy

- Attempting to do the "early voting" and marveling at the line wrapped around the building in just one of several locations in my county. The rush to vote is something to behold.

- Checking in on our Giant Panda, Lun Lun, and her as-yet-unnamed cub. The panda cam showing them having a cuddle.

- Receiving the November issue of Southern Living in the mail and noticing that a Good Fairy has renewed my subscription for another year.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Love that name, go Joe and happy home


- Having gone way too long without a pedicure, my nail technician clucks over the sad shape of my toes and says "I fix!" I chose a polish called "Tucumcari Boysenberry."

- During a group lunch at work, Charlone and I glance at each other while everyone goes on about how great Sarah Palin is and I know there is a fellow Democrat in the house. Stopping by her press a little later, we engage in some eye rolling.

- Delivering a client's print job to his home, a friendly beagle comes up the drive to greet me and accompanies me to the door. Inside, a beautiful home with a large teddy bear sitting on the couch.