Archive for the ‘Meitner, Lisa’

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    The Circus Came to Town – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner Anyone who reads my weekly column quickly knows that I “wax poetic” about my childhood and how wonderful it was to grow up on an island.  The location afforded me amazing memories of watching America’s Cup boat races, listening to many of the greats at the Newport Jazz and Folk Festivals and everything that growing up in a tourist filled historic place...
    by at May 14th, 2012 at 08:05 am
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    An Innocent Enough Question – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner Standing at the checkout line of one of our local mega home improvement stores, for what seemed like the hundredth time since starting our “little” project, I was tapped on the shoulder.  A very nice looking medical professional looked at my purchases and asked me what garden application the items in my cart had.  Let me back up to set the scene. My...
    by at May 8th, 2012 at 06:05 am
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    Friends
    Lisa Meitner Have you ever given much thought to which friend you were? I guess I never had, so I was surprised by the answers that came to my thoughts during a recent discussion with my longest friend.  I ran in to watch a video with Valeri the other evening because she has been virtually housebound since a recent surgery.  She is one of those people who has a large...
    by at April 29th, 2012 at 07:04 pm
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    Siblings – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner I love watching my grandchildren interact.  I find this much more amusing than I did watching my own children when they were young!  It always brings back memories of when I was a kid.  I was the youngest in my family, so I took full advantage of the benefits that that position afforded me.  My brother Chris was 13 and my sister Marijane was 12 when I...
    by at April 22nd, 2012 at 08:04 pm
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    Marketing…45-70 – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner At what point did my demographics’ opinion begin to not carry as much weight?  In an attempt at transparency, I must in all good conscience admit that from an early age, most women in my age bracket would admit to having had difficulty with control issues.  Now, to be clear, personally, there have been very few attempts by others to seek out my guidance...
    by at April 15th, 2012 at 09:04 pm
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    Memories by the Fire – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner The other evening I came home to a fire in the chiminea out in the backyard.  While sitting in the moonlight, smelling the wonderful pinion pine slowly burning, I was reminded of fires in my Nana’s backyard when I was a girl.  Most summers, from the time I was seven on, I was able to spend a month at my grandparent’s house on Cape Cod.  It was a wonderful...
    by at April 8th, 2012 at 11:04 am
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    Spring Flowers – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner I am one of those ordinary people who do not have the talent to create a piece of art that others would admire.  But every spring, with the help of “steroid” enriched potting soil and an extensive pallet of colorful flowers from the local nurseries, I feel like a Renoir or Monet.  There is something completely therapeutic about sitting on my cold garage...
    by at April 2nd, 2012 at 07:04 am
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    Life…oops, I meant – Driving Lessons
    Lisa Meitner I was the baby of the family.  By the time I was ready to learn how to drive, my older sister was married, raising a six year old.  The job fell to my father, the quietest, most reserved gentleman you would ever have had the pleasure of meeting.  He reverently accepted the challenge of shaping a new generation of road warrior.  This was 1974, so you need...
    by at March 31st, 2012 at 09:03 am
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    …And He Loves Me – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner We were so excited.  We had finally found and purchased our first home, giving us the feeling of finally being grown up and capable.  This, despite already having three children.  The papers were signed and the keys were in hand.  All we had to do was gather our possessions from our rental home in Wichita and schlep them twenty miles west to our new home...
    by at March 19th, 2012 at 09:03 am
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    Book Club – Intermittent Irony
    Lisa Meitner A few years back I called nine women I knew and asked if they wanted to start a book club.  I need to correct that statement. The fact is, I really called twelve women I knew.  Two of them, knee deep in small children, laughed and asked me who had time to read.  One dear friend, and she knows who she is, said, and I quote, “I don’t read.”  At the...
    by at March 12th, 2012 at 12:03 pm
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