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Marge Maghoney: Posted on Thursday, October 27, 2011 11:45 AM
I briskly walk past the AI building, checking my watch to make sure I'm early. Seeing more birds and even more bums, I was near. In a few seconds, I pass by the San Francisco library, seeing the familiar blue and gold on top of the majestic building up ahead.
It never gets old. The sight of the San Francisco City Hall always makes me smile. I got married here myself and the rotunda never fails to make me feel sentimental.
In spite of civil weddings being one of my least expensive packages, I anticipate these short and intimate affairs. |
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Marge Maghoney: Posted on Wednesday, October 26, 2011 9:09 AM
It's my hidden summer paradise. Three months out of a year, this little patch of land tucked in the middle of Hayward is transformed into a little oasis where both locals (and slowly more and more non-locals) go to swim, sun bathe, have a picnic or just relax without the typical crowd of a beach.
Summer is over and I miss going to some place so near and so peaceful.
Around the time when most people are getting settled in their desks preparing to tackle a day's work, I decided to check out what the place looks like without the man made lagoon, the sand, the beach umbrellas. |
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Marge Maghoney: Posted on Tuesday, October 25, 2011 8:46 AM
I was sitting in the backyard, my legs propped up on a short green plastic chair, a cold bottle of Heineken on the grass to my right and a book on my hand.
It's one of those days that just seem perfect when you still feel some of the warmth of summer but the crisp air tells you winter is just around the corner.
I set the book down. Something's caught my attention. I look to my right, a little closer to this cactus tree and it looks like a mutated crab of some sort. Mmmm...crab. I think of the Japanese Buffet downtown, the unlimited Alaskan crab and I go back inside the house to get dressed. |
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Marge Maghoney: Posted on Friday, October 21, 2011 9:45 AM
I wake up hearing a creepy sound like background music fromThe Twilight Zone. I look up and see a small portion of the ceiling lit up. It's from my phone. I grab it and hit snooze. This gives me ten more minutes. I go back to sleep.
I hear the familiar sound and pick up my phone. It's 4:50 am. I turn it off. I struggle to get up wanting to sleep some more. It's getting cooler and this just makes me want to cuddle with my husband under our warm, worn comforter even longer. I go back to bed. A couple more minutes, I get up. |
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Marge Maghoney: Posted on Thursday, October 20, 2011 9:08 AM
I remember the first time I met them. I was coming home from work feeling nervous. I told myself they're just kids. And I'm good with kids. I like kids. I've always gotten along with friends' little sons, younger cousins, and children I shoot at events. I'm an only child so I don't have nephews and nieces.
I opened the door and heard voices in the living room. I walked straight to it trying to act normal though my heart was racing.Marge, stop it. I saw John with 2 beautiful little girls clutched on either side of him. |
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