Year: 2009

Awards And What To Do About Them

I received my first blog award from another blogger and am both flattered and flummoxed. I am new to blogging and therefore unsure of the

High = Aesthetics

If money is the dark god of the High WASP, good taste is the priestess performing temple rites. High WASPs love to talk about good

Saturday Morning at 9:00am

I’m not one to trust reports of trends. I get deeply annoyed when people say things like, “It’s been rainier than usual this spring,” after

Door To Door – 2009

Yesterday I was outside on my front lawn. Picking up rose branches left from cutting roses for my kitchen counter. A man walked up to

Childrearing. Neither High Nor Low

My parents both grew up raised by people on a salary. I hesitate to say servants. My mother had what they called a nurse, my

High = Experiences

Did I pass all this down to my children? Judge for yourselves. “High”experiences I have had over the years include: As a child, moving from

High = Money, Final Installment

A Beach Rose commented, on one of my previous posts about money, I do not have access to my “education fund” (not 21 yet), and

Cutting Bamboo In The Afternoon

Waged the honorable bamboo war this afternoon. Victorious. Had to lick wounds yesterday, rose bushes triumphed. Scars to show. Not that the above is what

Saturday Morning at 9:15am

It’s the boy child’s birthday on Monday. He will be 19. First time he’s ever been away from home on his birthday. I, however, have

High WASP Yarmulkes

Good thing? Bad thing? Good theory, bad execution? Horrible application of one culture’s comfort fashion to another’s religious observance? Cheering sign of continued social convergences