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My parents spent a fortune on dentistry for my brothers and sisters and me. If our teeth weren’t perfect to begin with, they made the appointments and wrote the checks. I’ve never gotten over it, and it’s one reason I’m maniacal about taking care of my teeth.

Honda for the blogThat’s how you show you appreciate something, right? You take care of it. You pay attention -- to the job, to the relationship, to the Honda no one can believe has hundreds of thousands of miles on it because it looks almost as spiffy as the day you drove it off the lot.

And those gifts, those talents, you were born with? The things other people would practically kill to have themselves? I hope you nurture those, too. That’s the point, right? To develop your potential to the best of your ability, and to leave the world a better place.

We need you.


photo courtesy of Katie Anderson

If you were in charge of passing out cosmic goodies, who would be more fun to bestow them on? Someone who’s forever complaining about “The Man” or his parents or how impossibly rigged the system is? Or the person who can’t believe her good fortune -- when her life, objectively speaking, isn’t even all that great?

Maybe you know people who can best be described as entitled. Do you ever crave more time with them?

Didn’t think so!

What enchants?
January 3, 2018

I’m at a broadcasting convention, listening to Darrell interview someone about alfalfa. The person holding forth couldn’t be more passionate. His enthusiasm is infectious. Bewildering, but infectious. As we leave his booth I tell him he made me care about alfalfa.

Can you imagine how much he loved hearing that? He started pulling people aside to share what I’d said. I had Darrell turn his recorder back on so I could pretend to give the guy a testimonial: “He made me care about alfalfa. Maureen Anderson, City Kid.”

I don’t know which felt better, listening to the man bask in my admiration -- or seeing the look on Darrell’s face, wide-eyed at the silly.

What do you do for fun?

What makes you swoon?
January 2, 2018

There’s a guy we used to work with occasionally and now see once a year at the most for maybe five minutes. He’s a good person to have on your side, but he keeps switching teams -- so our relationship with him has been complicated.

I find it impossible to stay mad at him, though. Not that I make it a goal! But you know how it goes. You afford more slack to people, depending. And this gentleman has a quality often ascribed to Bill Clinton. When he’s talking with you it’s as if you’re the only person in the room.

He makes eye contact, and it’s sustained. He isn’t looking over your shoulder for someone more interesting to talk with, and he isn’t checking his phone for something more interesting to do. He asks you a question, listens to your answer, and bases his next question on what you just said. It’s intoxicating.

You don’t have to send flowers or treat me to an expensive meal. But if you’re engaged? I’m putty. Promise.

Of course there’s more! Write to me and we’ll get you set up. Thanks!