Heeeeeeeeere’s Janet

Boomers...Broken down or Blissful?

ImageLet’s fast forward eighteen months past the earthquake and my reminiscent trip home.  It is now my 24th birthday.

I was still working at KNBC. The Sales Department was becoming pretty dull by this time. I could type proposals and magnify expense accounts in my sleep. One of the great things about NBC were the job postings on bulletin boards all around the place. I’d stop from time to time and check it out.   One day, much to my surprise, I saw a posting for The Tonight Show. The real one with Johnny Carson. They had moved to Burbank from New York the year before and the commercial production assistant was moving on. I couldn’t apply for that job fast enough. I was far from the only applicant, but as a former New Yorker I think I had the inside track. Most of the staff had come out from New…

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Synchronicity….then and now.

Boomers...Broken down or Blissful?

I procrastinated about writing this week.   I had a birthday…I had liquid nitrogen sprayed on my nose…I took a lot of pictures of Harley…I read a lot…I whined about the heat..I complained about the ant infestation.  I had a friend call me with really bad news.  I heard a couple of other sad stories.  Life is challenging, no doubt.  None of which seemed a scintillating, or uplifting, topic for a blog post.  I knew what I wanted to write about.  It all started with a picture of this amazing chocolate cake.  My friend, Carolyn, is an outstanding cook and baker.  She posts pictures of the incredible food she makes.  She is in New York so with the time difference her posts seem to appear just before I’m thinking about making dinner.  I want to live next door to Carolyn and have dinner with her every night.   On my birthday she…

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September 11th

Two years ago….

Boomers...Broken down or Blissful?

ImageMy heart is heavy today.

As a nation we have undergone much these past twelve years.  Yet September 11, 2001 is a day that, for me, lives in a place like no other day I have lived.  As a nation we lived through a loss of life unequal and unfathomable.  As a nation we cried.  Someone I do not know posted about being in New York on that day.  She went into a market hours after the attack.   While she was there they played “He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother,” to honor the firefighters who had lost their lives just hours before.  Lise said everyone in the store cried…unabashedly and unashamed.  I cried reading her post.

As a nation we supported ensuring this type of loss would never happen again.  Every day we pray that it won’t.

Last night I listened to our President.   Please understand I really am not…

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Domestic Diva ~ A Child of the 50’s Comes Clean

Some things never change… 🙂 Like me and cleaning

Boomers...Broken down or Blissful?

ImageIn a word, as the phrase Domestic Diva relates to me…NOT!   Yet now that I am not working full time my excuse, “I really enjoy cooking, baking, doing laundry, crafting, cleaning but I just don’t ever have enough time,” no longer applies.  I do have time..to read, to plant flowers, to go for long walks with Jay,  check out Costco when it’s not crowded.  Now THAT is an experience.  Go hungry and graze!

Anyhow, this morning I decided to do a few things I had the time to do…but don’t enjoy doing.  Cleaning is #1 on that list.  Many years ago, my father-in-law told my ex-husband how excited they were to have found my Christmas present…a vacuum cleaner.  My ex said, “I’ve never seen Janet touch a vacuum cleaner let alone use one.”  My husband, Jay came into our relationship with his own vacuum cleaner.  My cleaning lady was thrilled. …

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LA Here I Come ~ My Arrival ~ Labor Day 1970

An update…..

It’s hard to believe so many years have passed since I made that cross country journey from Locust Valley to Los Angeles.  Everyone back home thought I’d be home in three weeks.  I didn’t disagree.  So much life…but what remains very vivid in my memory is arriving in Los Angeles that Labor Day weekend.  Hope you enjoy!

Boomers...Broken down or Blissful?

Driving cross country had been an adventure.  We’d made a decision to go to Las Vegas instead of the Grand Canyon and stayed one night.  The next morning  it was time to get on the road for the final day of our drive.  My “drive mate” and I were anxious to arrive at our final destination.  Downey, California – a suburb of Los Angeles. There was a reason for this particular choice. While at the time I would have willingly moved to Guam to get out of town, Los Angeles became possible because two Locust Valley friends, Kathy Lawless and Linda Ziegler, were there visiting Linda’s grandmother.  Janet.Linda.Kathy  .
Pre-cell phone by decades, we stopped at a pay phone to them know we were on our way.  They had booked us into a reasonable motel for a week while we would get our bearings and figure out next steps…

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