Category: First course
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Many Thanks, SFDB
Recognition is always nice, as is the surprise when it is quite unexpected. This month, two RG “posts of the week” are up for “Post of the Month” by the South Florida Daily Blog. Kind of cool. This is not a shameless ploy to garner votes. Truly. It is, however, a huge nod to the…
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Back Online
Moving is always fun, especially reconnecting all the “stuff.” Had some down time, but all is right once again. Stories coming soon. –RG
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Key West Isn’t for Everyone
Rouletta and I (along with my great guy) were so excited to move to Key West a few months ago. After all, I had a wonderful career opportunity in event planning that promised salary, commission, bonuses! Too bad that $13 hourly “training” pay became my real pay, even after five weeks. But hey, Key West…
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A Quarter Century of Baby Love
It was yesterday, right? Okay, maybe only a few weeks ago. What? A quarter century has passed? No. Not possible. Because I know there is a beautiful baby boy out there who was bald for two years before he sprouted the most amazing golden curls. I have forgotten his colic. I will deny he ever…
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Perfect
In the grand scheme of my life, of anyone’s life, this is meaningless. In the grand scheme of the past two months of my life, it is a very, very bright spot. Tonight, after driving back to Hell (read Key West) from the upper Keys, after securing what I hope is a job in the…
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I was Gonna Make a Million Bucks
A long, long time ago, well before I was a restaurant gal, I was going to make lot of money hosting children’s theme parties. I had an actual location, various theater-quality props, costumes, and a small army of high-school drama-club kids willing to serve cake and ice cream while dressed up as knights and astronauts…
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Can She See Your Dog?
“Can she see your dog?” he asked, seeming to appear out of nowhere amidst the throng of tourists navigating Duval Street. I was perched at my favorite outdoor bar, Rouletta on my lap, sipping a fresh grapefruit and rum while waiting for my great guy to finish his shift at the restaurant a few doors…
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Stark Reality in Daylight
You had hoped it wasn’t so. You have no choice but to still hope you are wrong. But your nagging inner voice is wondering if it was simply all about the smoke, the mirrors, the dogs, the ponies, the show. You admit that you made a mistake. You are forced to “stick it out” for…
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Bliss
Her hair curled in frizzy clumps as it flew away in the soggy tropical air. His pale face glistened with a combination of sweat and grease as he struggled not to notice how stifling the soggy tropical air felt on his Minnesota skin. Her glasses slipped down her nose. He pushed damp bangs off his…
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Just Another Day
On a day when I discovered the frozen custard I ate for lunch poisoned me with wheat and soy, I did my best to push through the knife-in-the-stomach pains. On a day when my great guy finally got a job in Key West, I did my best to be thrilled. On a day when the…