Monthly Archives: September 2008

Danny Wallace’s Cup of Tea

September 30, 2008
By
Danny Wallace’s Cup of Tea

Dear Danny, I just wanted to send you a note to tell you that I was thinking about you. I’ve got the kettle on and it happens that way. Whenever I go to make my...

Read more »

The Air Up There

September 23, 2008
By
The Air Up There

How to Act Like an Elitist Although I do like to rant, I try not to “talk politics” around this space. This has to do with my fear of “alienating” people. Let’s face it, not that...

Read more »

How to Spot an Old Soul

September 18, 2008
By
How to Spot an Old Soul

The Universe sent me a message the other day. It said: “You can always tell an old soul, Elizabeth, by how friendly they are to trees… “…and dogs.”
The Greatest Circus Showman on Earth

P.T. Barnum creates the “Original Family Entertainment” With the Circus blogtour at MomCentral.com underway, I wanted to make sure I took time to visit the P.T. Barnum Museum in Bridgeport, CT. Ringling Bros. circuses...

Read more »

Problogger’s M’log Madness!

September 12, 2008
By
Problogger’s M’log Madness!

This blog is temporarily interrupted to bring you this Problogger m’log rant. A few weeks ago, I ranted about Problogger Darren Rowse’s obsession with content. Guess what? Yesterday, Darren was at it again with a heart-warming pseudo...

Read more »

55 Miles Further Along

September 8, 2008
By
55 Miles Further Along

A Befuddled Poem About the Fact That I Rode 55 Miles on a Bike in One Day by Elizabeth Howard My butt hurts still today, But not as much as my knees do. Which goes to...

Read more »

Shona’s Run

September 6, 2008
By

Super news from my fleet-of-foot Phillips relatives, Greg and niece, Shona, in Kingston … “This morning, after exactly three months of training, Shona ran the Thousand Islands Parkway Half Marathon (21.1 km). I ran beside her as coach...

Read more »

Dusting for Exercise

September 1, 2008
By
Dusting for Exercise

Knitting is very conducive to thought. It is nice to knit a while, put down the needles, write a while, then take up the sock again. – Dorothy Day I feel as if I have disappeared again....

Read more »

January 2012

Wonderful.

The Archive