If you and I were having coffee right now … I would tell you how although I have not focused on blogging for quite some time, I have been focusing on my writing. I would tell you that even though I do not have a book ready to be published, I am working with The Write Services and its founder Audrey Knapp on building my authorship. Continue reading
Happy Birthday, America!!
As the sun rose this morning, I thought about how divided our nation is and how some will celebrate today with a nationalistic fervor disguised as patriotism, some will celebrate with true patriotism, some will see nothing to celebrate and choose to sit this one out, and some will even celebrate without thought as to why they are celebrating, just another long weekend in the summer. And frankly, that is their right as Americans to believe and express themselves freely whether you or I agree with them or not. Generations of young men and women have fought to preserve those freedoms. Continue reading
Growing up Irish-American, I thought Irish soda bread had raisins in it. That was after all the kind my Irish-American great grandmother Sarah Carter, whom I never met, reportedly baked. In reality, what I grew up thinking was soda bread was its distant cousin Spotted Dog.
An Open Letter to my Friends on and off Facebook,
It has been over two months since America displayed just how broken our electoral college system is as the world watched in horror and disbelief. As I write this hours before Inauguration Day, many Americans, like myself, are still in shock that the orange toddler and Mike Pray the Gay Away Pence won the requisite number of electors to be elected by the Electoral College to the two highest offices in our nation.
During the weeks since November, I have been told to just get over it and informed that I post too much political related material to Facebook. Continue reading
If you and I were having coffee right now … I would admit that 2016 has been a year largely spent fighting disorganization, writer’s block and various other obstacles strewn in front of my blogging and writing desk.
If you and I were having coffee right now … I would acknowledge that it appears at least so far in 2016 my weekend coffee share posts have settled into a when the spirit moves me kind of schedule that just so happens to occur about quarterly.
If, today, you and I were able to sit at your kitchen table and talk over a cup of coffee just one last time, I would …
… tell you to pour some Sambuca (the good kind, not the generic anisette you always settled for) in our cups. Today is, after all, your eightieth birthday.
… bake you a batch of sesame cookies; the kind I cursed Stella D’Oro for not making anymore the year you were dying and kept asking for your favorite cookies.
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