365 Agains
{Re}turn
I spent the day returning to Dallas from my home town. While it’s been said, “Oklahoma dirt roads are good for the soul,” a slushy snow melt means I brought a good portion of the good stuff home. My mom came with me.…
Writing
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365 Agains
{Re}sources
A good journalist values the sacred trust of her confidential sources. Some journalists are even sent to jail for refusing to reveal said sources. I’m not a journalist. And, nothing I’m about to tell you is…
365 Agains
{Re}phrase
Just. Great. Busy. Empty words that don’t really mean anything. They’re almost worse than “you know” and “like.” Words like these need to be eliminated from my vocabulary. I think the word that bugs me the most is…
365 Agains
{Re}view
Literally, to see again. And, since 2018 is now firmly in the rear view mirror, I’m taking a peek back at a couple of goals and sharing where I am now. In 2017, Keck and I went on a cruise and tried something called…
Again {Re}
365 Again Words: {Re}start
In September 2018, I heard Noah Scalin speak on the Art of Innovation. To challenge his ability to perpetually create and to make a practice of doing innovation every day, Noah set about creating skull-a-day designed…
My Bookshelf
Book {Re}cap: Sensible Shoes
Over the course of the past year, I’ve been hooked on the Sensible Shoes Series by Sharon Garlough Brown. The book is like therapy. Through her rich characters, Garlough Brown tells the fictional story of four women who…
Again {Re}
The Palindrome in My Car
{Re}peat: I wrote this post back in May 2011. Here it is again, on the last day of palindrome week 7-19-17. Enjoy! My commute to work is often long and boring. So to entertain myself, I’ve been marking palindromes on my…
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{Re}frame SoMe
Following the 2016 election, I was glued to social media, or SoMe as I like to call it. The news, Flipboard, CNN, NPR. The result: Nightmares. Anxiety. Discontent. Anger. Frustration. I finally took Facebook off my…
Again {Re}
{Re}adjusting
So far 2017 has been a beast. It’s stolen treasure from our family. My sister-in-law’s mother died December 22. My precious grandmother died at 91 from a bout with pneumonia on January 19. On January 23, the day we laid…