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From where I sit…perspectives

Be cool on the Hot Seat

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Each day, twelve different employees report to my office, individually, to report their successes and challenges of the month. They each get five minutes.

A quiet Zen-chime rings at the five-minute mark and they know they must stand, say “Thank you.” I say, “Thank you for your time.” They close the door as they depart.

New employees trip all over themselves and fumble and stumble and eventually master the fine art of The Hot Seat.

Our company has used this Kaizen Way technique for a decade.

From my point of view, the employee is heard, their message is concise and well thought out and we are all better for it.

“Confront the difficult when it is easy;

Accomplish the great ask by a series of small acts.” – Tao Te Ching

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Is 45 loved world wide? Not so much

 

A man should have duties outside of himself;

without them, he is a mere balloon,

inflated with thin egotism and drifting nowhere.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Trump has a Bro-mance?

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Trump, announced to everyone that he trusts, he is not hiring Americans – he is hiring Russians.

Now he chooses a Former KGB Agent

instead of any of the  

All 17 American Intelligence Agencies,

 And is allowing the Former Head of KGB counter-intelligence to be

handed the Keys to US Embassy Security in Moscow.  

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Exactly Who Trump HIRES and pays  $2.83 Million Contract!

Mr. Viktor Budanov and his son run Elite Security Holdings, which was just awarded the $2.83 million contract  to handle security for not only the Embassy,

but also  US Consulates in several cities to include St. Petersburg.

Trump has since been dogged by claims that Russia tried to Sway the Presidential Election in his favor; naturally,  allegations that both Trump and the Kremlin  deny.

As we all know: numerous  investigations are under way to see

whether anyone from the Trump Campaign

colluded with…

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The Dress Code in Florida – less is best?

Dress Code in FLA: Less is Best?

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The Florida dress code – Va-va- voom!

If you come to Florida and turn on the morning news don’t be shocked by the plethora of female newscasters sporting “the uniform”: tight, sleeveless, low-cut, cocktail dresses.

Morning news in Florida is Party Yime: big hair, lip gloss, low-cut cocktail dresses at o’dark-thirty. Really?  Maybe it’s me, there’s something about veracity and news delivery and a woman dressed for cocktails at 6:00 AM.

 Turn on the Today Show, CBS Morning News, any major TV market and see their line up of professional female newscasters all covered up. Think: sleeves. Discreet. Business Attire.

Welcome to South Florida, Binkie.

.WOMEN IN LITTLE BLACK DRESSES

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Yes, TSA Precheck kills summertime blues at the airport

Goal: Avoid long airport lines this summer

SOLUTION: buy your way out of the lines with T.S.A. PreCheck.

TAKE THE TIME TO ENROLL

Getting the TSA clearance, which puts members into separate, expedited security lanes, requires *****making an appointment online **** and

1. online application,

2. an in-person interview, fingerprinting and an $85 fee.

Once approved, (can take a couple of weeks…)

PreCheck status is good for five years and allows members to keep their laptops and toiletries in their bags and keep their shoes and light jackets on.

In April 2018, the agency said 92 percent of travelers with the status waited less than five minutes to clear security.

Be sure to check online for “pop up TSA pre-check events”

Moving out of state and Together? At 50?

To move in or not to move in: that was the question

Sherry (admits to “over 50”) and Claude (62) met online. They exchanged four e-mails, enjoyed two lengthy phone calls, and on the first date, both were very carefully falling in love.

They both like Woody Allen, Mountain Winery concerts, old San Francisco, traveling to Santa Fe for the opera, Carmel-by-the-Sea, Wagner, and visiting National Parks.  She likes fiction. He likes nonfiction.  He loves butter, cream, and eggs.  She’s more of an advocate for quinoa, vegetables, and exploring the aisles of Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods.

They were the same age, had been through painful divorces, had launched their kids, were finishing up careers and both were seriously thinking about retirement. He has a condo in San Francisco on Nob Hill, a doorman, spectacular views of both bridges; rarely drives – walks everywhere, and knows San Francisco like the back of his hand. His office is one of the top floors of the towering Bank of America on California Street.

She lives in a tiny cottage in Redwood City- with a charming garden, a hot tub – there is no lawn to mow, no big home to maintain, just sunny weather, parking galore, and she has privacy, solitude, and a huge deck for entertaining –which she does with great frequency. She belongs to a book club, a Pilate’s class, and volunteers at film festivals and the Museum – he says she has ‘a Rolodex full of girlfriends.’

She works from home for three very delightful and demanding clients in Atherton.

 

A Moving Experience:  On their one-year anniversary, they drove north on Highway 101 to the Victorian village of Ferndale and explored the area and the beautiful redwood parks.  Over crab cocktails at VI Restaurant he suggested she move into his spacious condo in San Francisco.  He had a second bedroom that could easily be made into her office or study.  He listed the many positive aspects of living in San Francisco – such an exciting location and – more importantly- of living together. She was thinking of the whipping winds and fog rolling in, parking challenges, the din of the neighborhood, the claustrophobic feeling of being so close to your neighbors, no garden…her mental list of “cons” grew incrementally. She was very happy with their arrangement. They were together all weekend and one or two nights a week. Two of her 50-ish friends had ‘living situations’ with beaus – they kept separate residences and saw one another frequently. The couples said they embraced their privacy and alone time and claimed they were very happy with the arrangements. She pondered.

Moving in together and moving away?  Then his boss offered him a position in Miami, Florida as VP of his department.  The assignment would be for 18 months with the caveat that he would return to San Francisco six times a year for meetings. The offer was a promotion with great benefits – and would most likely be his last position with the company. Thrilled at the prospect, he called and invited her to join him on this new adventure. She had been to Florida several times and liked the beaches, Art Deco architecture and Cuban Food, As she started thinking about the humidity, the traffic, the density, the severe summer weather, and the distance from her family and her friends her mood changed. Her best friend said, “Go for it! It’s only for a year or so and you’ll come back here every few months. Just do it. Candace, her neighbor – an Eileen Fisher model, 65, tango dancer with a shock of silver hair said, “Men? I go dancing once a week.  I just want to be in the arms of a man for one hour –and then go home to my cats and I’m happy.”  Another cat woman?

She was dizzy with input from her myriad friends and her love for this man – who was kind, thoughtful and more spiritual than anyone she had ever met.

 Things fall into place Her best friend from Albuquerque took an artist in residence gig at the Oakland Museum and needed a place to stay – voila: the perfect house sitter. 

She told her clients of her plans. She heard a lot of “Oh! no! What will we do?” comments punctuated with hugs and “Please don’t go.” requests.  She had a best friends meeting and they balked at the news… They asked if she wasn’t  little too quick to make a decision of this  importance. Her “Besties” were friends for decades who knew Mr Right and had googled him diligently. They urged her to slow down…not to throw the baby out with the bathwater and go to FLorida to visit – not live. A Bi-coastal relationship would be the perfect test.

Testing 1,2,3,

After one exhausting visit to Miami and the environs – the traffic, the heat, the miles and miles of strip malls, the infamous Seniors – worst drivers in the state and alarming stories about alligators and high rate of crime was enough to have her go for the BiCoastal Route

She would remain in California and he would fly home every couple of weeks.

Time would test the strength of their relationship.

 

 

 

Living in FL: Lizards, geckos, and bugs, oh no!

This might really bug you…

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photo_3231_20070906 We now live in the lush, green, warm tropics.

In the backyard, we have a dozen palm trees and a Star Fruit tree, which on a windy day, drops yellow blobs of fruits at an alarming rate.

Yuck

There are some pointy, succulent, cactusy things in one corner, an orange Hibiscus and thorny, purple, Bougainvillea in the other and there is a smattering of mangy bushes.

As a rule, Northern Californians are pretty clueless when it comes to palm trees. Redwood trees are our thing.  Joyce Kilmer certainly wasn’t writing about palm trees.

Who knew that a palm tree would give off these huge, dead pods that look like something out of  “The Invasion of the Body Snatchers?”   Often you wake in the morning and discover, sometime in the quiet of night, another corpse has appeared on your lawn.

Every once in a while you might see…

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