Soda Fast, Part II

Yummy, yummy soda!

With the dawning of the new year, and remembering how svelte and energized I felt with my first no-soda experiment, I decided to give it another whirl.  And, I did fairly well (in the interest of full disclosure, I must confess that there was one tragic day of reprehensible backslide, wherein not just this but all my resolutions fell into a shameful tailspin of debauchery, gluttony, and (eventually) remorse.  But other than that…). Continue reading

Man Gear- Dunce Edition

“Do you own a pair of steel-toed boots?” my co-worker asked me.  And I had to answer “no.”  And I must confess, I felt more than a little bit unmanly doing so.  Given where I work, it’s kind of a funny question.  But I needed some apparently, so went to Wal-Mart to pick up a pair.

I haven’t used them yet, and doubt I will use them more than once or twice a year.  If that.  But just owning them, I feel better.  Because it occurs to me that this is one of those things that it is just manly to own.

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One Month Soda Fast

As of this Saturday, I had gone one whole month without soda or carbonation of any kind.  Now, to many in our readership, this may seem like no big deal.  Many may do this on a regular basis without even knowing or thinking about it.  But I have a problem.  No, I am not going to admit that “I am Dunce Two, and I am a caffeine addict.”  But I am employed, and my place of employment has free soda, all you can drink, within about 10 feet of my desk.  And who can resist that? Continue reading

You Are Special?

Many of the questions I get at the library start like this: “Okay, I’ve got a really weird question…” or “You’ve probably never heard this before.” More often than not, it is a question that many, many people have asked at the very same desk. Of me.

Part of our incomprehensible strategic plan at work is making every single person feel special. If I told every single person “You are special,” I think I’d probably get a raise, rather than rolling eyes. Continue reading

I’m living alone!

Recently,  I had the opportunity to live on my own for 6 weeks.  I was changing jobs and changing cities, and left my family behind to sell the house and tie up loose ends while I got started here.  While of course I knew I would miss my family, I have to confess that, like young Mr. Culkin, I was kind of looking forward to having the place all to myself. Continue reading