Saying “I do” — all over again
If you’re married, Valentine’s Day can probably seem a bit redundant, right? I mean, you’ve already wooed — and won — the person who made (and hopefully still makes) your heart pitter-patter.
But it’s essential, isn’t it, to do what you can to keep those love fires burning strong year after year? Read my blog on today’s TICKET website — about what to do to honor your I do’s … all over again:
Chickens … or dogs … fur or feathers in the backyard?
My Sense and the City column this week is all about dogs — why I love ’em, why their owners sometimes bug me, and why I’ll take fur over feathers!
You can read it online at: Which do you prefer in your backyard — chicken or dogs?
Photo courtesy of engnr_chik on Flickr (some rights reserved)
or pick up a free copy of TICKET at news boxes all around the city.
Come as you are …
As you know, I adore Beethoven’s music (and have a serious crush on the man as well). I was flattered to learn that the Sarasota Orchestra wanted to quote one of my blogs about Beethoven in their advertising for the Masterworks Hero — all Beethoven — concert March 10-12. (more…)
Time to make your move ….
Vday is only 11 days away … if you haven’t asked her — or him — out yet, what are you waiting for!
12 days and counting … time to spell it out for Vday
Here’s my latest TICKET blog about how to stay out of the dog house for Valentine’s Day. (more…)
Who …. who?
This GORGEOUS fellow (or female!) owl was spotted by a neighbor up in the tree at dusk. (more…)
13 days to woo your lover … Valentine’s Day straight ahead!
Looking for some ways to woo your lover — or even your would-be lover? I say, get busy early!
Here’s my first tip: Plan Ahead!
Woo-hoo!! MC’s got a brand new gig!
I love, love, love being a writer. Best decision I ever made was dumping my career in corporate/business/9-5 America, and throwing myself to the mercy of the freelance god as a publicist and all-round writer.
I may be usually broke … but I’m also unusually happy. Especially on days like today where I get to announce a NEW GIG!
In addition to my weekly print column Sense and the City, I’m doing a new blog for the Sarasota Herald Tribune’s WICKED cool new TICKET website — it is hot (and cool). I hope you’ll check all the offerings and new blogs on this must-read site, but in particular, I hope you’ll check out mine! 
Photo courtesy of the Sarasota Herald Tribune image archive.
This new blog is great, of course — but it will never replace my humble little depository of “MC reality” right here on my own blog! Of course, this reality blog doesn’t “pay” and my new gig does — so that’s pretty real in its own right! Yippee!
Up Close and Personal with Poverty
In my Sense and the City column today in the Sarasota Herald Tribune TICKET, I wrote about Greg Mortenson, Pulitzer Prize for Peace nominee and author of Three Cups of Tea,
Courtesy of Sarasota Herald Tribune.
Mortenson’s simple presentation of himself, his extraordinary dedication to helping others, really impacted me … and I wrote about it. You can read the story on page 10E of today’s Sarasota Herald Tribune TICKET section, or you can pick it up — FOR FREE — in TICKET/CL boxes across the city.
If you want to read it online, visit Up Close and Personal with Poverty.
If you’re enjoying my new Sense and the City column, feel free to let the editors know! You can send an electronic Letter to the Editor by clicking here: Letter to the Editor at Sarasota Herald Tribune.
Maybe my American dream
Yesterday afternoon I felt kind of sad because I don’t have a home of my own — that quintessential American dream of home ownership, is one I just haven’t been able to sustain. I did own and live in my own home briefly when I was married, and one other time as well, but most of the time, most of my life, I’ve rented. And I’ve generally hated it. From rats (real, live ones that Einstein had to catch) to landlords who wouldn’t fix leaking roofs that dumped buckets of rain into my living room … I’ve never liked renting one bit.
And because of that, for most of my life I’ve felt like a woman without a home. Kind of like a man without a country, but worse. Because somehow it seems romantic to be a man wandering the world with just a backpack or something … but to be a woman without a home … just evokes visions of bag ladies dancing in my head. It’s not a good feeling. (more…)
