Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Did you get the homework assignment from MOAM?
If it wasn’t for her compelling recommendation, I may have missed, skipped or skimmed this 13,000-word investigative report.
Instead I stayed up late and read every word.
I recommend you make time to do the same.
It’s important we know what happened 4 years ago in the days following Hurricane Katrina.
It’s even more important we understand how those events are continuing to shape standards for medical care in the wake of future disasters.
The story, “The Deadly Choices at Memorial,” was co-published by ProPublica and The New York Times Magazine.
You can read it here or here.
An interactive diagram of the hospital’s floor plan is here.
A timeline of the events is here.
See who was at the frontlines here.
More photos here.
Watch a brief video with reporter Sheri Fink here.
Read more about Dr. Anna M. Pou here.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
The charming lady at Trefethen Family Vineyards was explaining why the 2005 Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon sells for $100 a bottle while the 2002 Library Cabernet Sauvignon is $80 a bottle.
It has to do with the cost of the barrels.
“So this wine lives in a high-rent district,” John said, taking a sip.
I guess our usual $3.99 Trader Joe’s bottles slum in the ghetto.
Friday, August 28, 2009
My dear Faith wrote this sentence more than a year ago. This week, it resurfaced in my mind. I am quite certain I’m not the only one who could benefit from its beauty.
“In the end, when all is revealed, it is only the lack of trust that you will regret.”
Thursday, August 27, 2009
It looks like a disaster, but dreams are messy and colorful.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
I took a shower. I shaved my legs. I used soap. I forgot to wash my hair. I don’t think this has ever happened, and I wouldn’t have noticed if my hair wasn’t super gross all day.
It makes me wonder if I often forget to do the thing I’m supposed to be doing.
When I’m home, do I rest? When I’m with friends, do I listen? When I’m with family, do I love?
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
For hours, in the middle of the parking lot, they sit legs crossed on the trunk of a green Volvo. Only their knees touch.
Monday, August 24, 2009
One year is not enough. Which is why I am currently in possession of a 3-year calendar. That's right, people, I said THREE years. I can make plans straight through to my 35th birthday.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Me: “A lot more people appear to be talking to themselves.”
Him: “Because of Bluetooth.”
Me: “It makes it hard to know who’s crazy.”
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Might be too early to tell if I’ll be inspired to cook, but Nora Ephron’s movie most certainly inspired me to eat.
Friday, August 21, 2009
I’m actually surprised John doesn’t ask me this more often:
“Is this a new thing you’re doing or are you just joking around?”
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Oh, yeah, I’m smart.
I look smart, too, with my neatly typed and highlighted list of questions clipped to my clipboard.
All ready to pick the brain of my mom’s new doctor.
I mean business. High blood pressure, you’re going down.
My dad got a full report afterward in the waiting room.
“She’ll have an appointment with a nutritionalist,” I said.
“Yeah, a nutritionalist.”
“What did you call it?”
I’ve been my dad’s daughter long enough to know no matter how smart I look, if he asks me that question, I’ve just said something dumb.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
When I fear I know too little or think too slow, these words help me hold my head high:
“All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence, and then success is sure.”
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Me: Oh! And apples are supposed to be a super food against high blood pressure.
Dad: Apples? Apples as in apple pie?
Mom: No. Apples as in a piece of fresh fruit you eat as a snack.
Monday, August 17, 2009
“ ‘If you wish to be perfect, go, sell what you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.’ When the young man heard this statement, he went away sad, for he had many possessions.”
~ Matthew 19:21-22
I would like to be a minimalist, but I’m not. I have many possessions, some of which I carry with me almost all the time in my purse. It makes me think how silly we must look to God, like children playing make believe, setting up house and shop, finding treasure in trinkets.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
On my friend’s 40th birthday, his father took pictures of him opening gifts and blowing out candles. Exactly, I’m sure, the same photos he took when his son turned 4 and 14. I was struck by the realization that parents don’t ever stop being parents, and kids don’t stop being kids.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Not sure if it was my favorite part of John's high school reunion, but I was certainly impressed by the man who broke out the break dancing moves at the end of the night.
Friday, August 14, 2009
The smell of sugar filled the street as they drove off in a get-away car decorated with marshmallows.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
My mom made an unexpected 28-hour trip to the hospital. If anything can be said about this detour, it’s that the Lucarotti Clan has no respect for visitor rules.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Kelly Brewer has an important question for you.
The sooner we can all answer YES, the better!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
The other day, I overheard my husband tell a stranger, “My wife, she’s a poet.”
Sunday, August 9, 2009
“See, that’s how rumors get started,” I exclaimed after making a remark based on pure speculation.
“Ya, you start them,” my husband replied.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
I have such good friends they are like family.
And I have such a fun family they're like friends.
Friday, August 7, 2009
We are up late, wrapping packages, excited for tomorrow.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
John and I would love to see you this Saturday in Los Gatos. Details and sneak peek here.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Two of my favorite people are named Lexey Jane.
One is 5. The other is not.
They are completely unrelated except for feeling like family to my heart.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Laura Munson’s essay in the New York Times isn’t just about marriage, it’s about happiness. So whether you are married, single or somewhere in between, I’m telling everyone I know to read her story.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
This tucked away restaurant creates culinary magic, like you’ll want to lick the sauce off your plate.