Ilsa J. Bick's Blog, page 8
April 1, 2016
M-in-L
THE DAY My mother-in-law is here for the weekend, so I made sure to get cracking early today. Did just fine, and would’ve done more but there were other things to attend to (dinner, challah, cocktails: the bare necessities of … Continue reading →
March 31, 2016
Stormy Weather
It really is. Stormy, that is…as in major tornadoes and all. Having lived through several tornadoes in my life, green skies make me nervous. As do multiple radio weather alerts. But before the storms, there was… THE DAY Ah, I … Continue reading →
March 30, 2016
How to Kill Someone Well
Really. These are the things I worry about. THE DAY Not much, other than plugging away on the outline and trying to figure out a novel way of killing something. So…a gun? A knife? A club? A hatchet? Machete? What … Continue reading →
March 29, 2016
Saturation Point
THE DAY I think I’ve hit a saturation point with reference to the election right now. I can’t be any more indignant about Trump or appalled by Cruz. As much as the news people can’t seem to get enough of these maniacs … Continue reading →
March 28, 2016
Just Work
THE DAY I just worked. Nothing very dramatic. Started pretty soon after I got up because I knew I had to build my page for the YA Scavenger Hunt and Team Teal that will begin tomorrow around noon, I think. … Continue reading →
March 27, 2016
Rainy Day
THE DAY I have to grouse because it thoroughly SUCKS to be in a city where everything–mainly, the gym–closes down for Easter. (No, in case you were wondering: the gym never closed down in Wisconsin.) So it was a rainy and claustrophobic … Continue reading →
March 26, 2016
Broke that Streak
Dang. THE DAY We were invited out to a Friday night dinner with the Chabadniks and so I was out last night until very late. When we got home, I simply tumbled into bed. Totally forgot about blogging until about … Continue reading →
March 24, 2016
Persistence
THE DAY So there’s this poem about Robert the Bruce and the persistent spider. To be honest, I wouldn’t torture myself to read the whole thing if I were in your shoes, but there are some people who just adore … Continue reading →
March 23, 2016
That Fortuitous Find
Or when your husband presents you with a nice, bright, shiny object. Be cool if it was a diamond, but you take what you can get. THE DAY In another context, I’ve talked about research and the need to remain … Continue reading →
March 22, 2016
Sometimes Your Life Feels
. . . incredibly trivial. Really. Yes, I know; I am no worse than anyone else, worrying about what’s five feet in front of me instead of something nebulous in another country. I have a Facebook friend who’s remarkably blasé … Continue reading →
