Tag Archives: Hillary Clinton

you are out of your lane

Posted on August 15, 2020 by Sheila Morris

“There will be a resistance to your ambition. There will be people who say to you, ‘You are out of your lane,’ because they are burdened by only having the capacity to see what has always been instead of what … Continue reading →

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Back to the Basics: Seinfeld, Hot Dog Baskets and Yushino

Posted on November 9, 2016 by Sheila Morris

Time to focus on the basics once again following the gut-wrenching defeat that was Election Day at Casa de Canterbury. Pretty and I stayed up until 3 o’clock this morning to watch the results by ourselves after our last two … Continue reading →

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One Woman Tries to Break Glass Ceiling While Another One Tries to Repair It

Posted on November 2, 2016 by Sheila Morris

Hillary Clinton is trying to crack the ultimate Glass Ceiling by becoming the most powerful woman on earth as President of the United States. This afternoon our neighbor across the street was replacing their roof with a new one, and … Continue reading →

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Okay – So Here’s The Deal

Posted on September 15, 2016 by Sheila Morris

OMG, the US Open ended Sunday after two weeks of intensive and extensive TV coverage that demanded my attention from sun- up to sundown every day. Beyond the obvious “live” matches that were fantastic, I had to get the late-night  commentary … Continue reading →

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Breathes There the Woman…

Posted on July 28, 2016 by Sheila Morris

Once upon a time (actually in May, 1945) a twenty-year-old clean-shaven, blonde-haired, short in stature, recently honorably discharged 1st. Lieutenant World War II Air Corps navigator flew home to Texas across the pond from where he had been serving in … Continue reading →

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