Rachel Says

Here's a quirky thing: it's almost my birthday and that means it's this gal's annual doctor appointment season!

As an effete, sheltered, well-fed American I joined Egypt's revolution from the comfort of my dining room. Between my daughter's violin practice, the maintenance of dogs and cats and family meal preparations, I have been unable to turn away from my MacBook's screen; it's now, my cyber barricade.

Walking in at the end of the World Class Streets for a World Class City, Event I (there were three) sponsored by Transit for Livable Communities (TLC) and the Urban Land Institute, I felt like I'd missed the most "massively awesome" progressive transit summit of our time.

I had a chill while reading to the girls tonight. So cold. After putting them to bed, I padded downstairs to do dishes and watch the Colbert Report. While fumbling with the remote, the house phone rang. It was the evening nurse, and she wanted to confirm if my mother had a change to her Healthcare Directive. I immediately assumed the worst.