Every Picture Tells a Story

Just when you least expect it, someone reaches in and grabs your heart and just won’t let go.

That happened to me a few decades ago when my baby sister was born. It happened again a few days ago when she gave me this birthday gift.

I’m not sure when she first started making collages, maybe in her teens, but she has for as long as I can remember. She creates them for loved ones and puts much of herself into every one she creates.

Making collages, when done well, is a painstaking process that takes hours of time and requires an artistic eye, as well as a spirit of adventure. Rosie is a talented artist with a husband and children and just starting her own business so just knowing that she took all the time needed to create the collage shown above — just for me– means more to me than I can ever adequately express.

And, then there is the content of this collage, I am amazed! In fact, it warms the cockles of this old girl’s heart and will for many years to come.

Thank you, sweet Rosie!

WordPress ate my post!

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I’m so ticked!

I just wrote what was probably the most brilliant post I’ve ever written, all about how I’ve not a thought in my head and when I clicked “preview” it disappeared!

Arrgh!!

It was gone. Nothing left but the title — I’ve got nothing! — great title, huh? I thought so too.

Now what?

I can’t remember all the gems of wisdom that flew from my fingertips, so I guess I’ll just have to go with Plan B.

Connectivity

I have to go to a big HR conference for work in a couple of weeks and am trying to decide whether to finally spring for an iPad or lug around my 5 pound MACBook for 4 days. I’ve done that a few times and, let me tell you, it gets pretty heavy along about the middle of the second day.

So, if you have an iPad, please let me know what you like and dislike about it. The temptation to get one is getting to be almost overwhelming.

Then there’s the other little conference problem I have.

Shoes …

I’ve done a 4 day conference in heels and I’m never going to do that again. It was way back in 1994 but I still remember the agony my toes suffered all in the name of looking stylish and professional.

Anyway, choosing flats is a given but which flats? The ones I wear around the office everyday? They’re okay but I’ve actually worn them to a 4 day conference and, even though they’ve been resoled, I’m pretty sure about half way through the second day (I’m beginning to see a pattern here), my feet will hate me.

I just realized that I’ve had those shoes since 1997. I know this because I remember wearing them at a big conference in 1998 where I had to work the booth. They are the sweetest little pair of Antonio Melani loafers with the softest leather ever. They’re black so they go with everything. But, as much as I love them, they’re killers after a few hours of trekking through a convention. So, what to do?