tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-286243432009-06-20T19:05:14.751-07:00Just a Blonde of Very Little BrainSoapbubbles of personal wisdomSusannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-49174129961769775542009-06-20T19:03:00.000-07:002009-06-20T19:05:14.808-07:00First kohlrabi<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/Sj2VWpHgSZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/bv9JYbJJLWI/s1600-h/photo-714810.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/Sj2VWpHgSZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/bv9JYbJJLWI/s320/photo-714810.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349596148613007762" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-4917412996176977554?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-59438842716625161582009-05-08T02:21:00.000-07:002009-05-08T06:19:30.626-07:00On the bridge to Sweden<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SgQxYgCMVJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/OqGyYGV9LUo/s1600-h/photo-770628.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SgQxYgCMVJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/OqGyYGV9LUo/s320/photo-770628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333442155699262610" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-5943884271662516158?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-83006650862874479852009-05-05T19:00:00.000-07:002009-05-05T19:01:22.061-07:00O'Hare airport signage<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SgDvco4ITOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/JmuVCGJNTHk/s1600-h/photo-782063.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SgDvco4ITOI/AAAAAAAAAfM/JmuVCGJNTHk/s320/photo-782063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332525234094886114" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-8300665086287447985?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-79999527331364130172009-02-19T22:43:00.000-08:002009-02-19T23:02:09.219-08:00Aarhus morning<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SZ5VcSDYFkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PBPkme7Q78c/s1600-h/photo-729221.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SZ5VcSDYFkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PBPkme7Q78c/s320/photo-729221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304771355459720770" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-7999952733136413017?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-83155130968818827162009-02-18T13:48:00.001-08:002009-02-18T13:48:49.547-08:00Espresso to go<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SZyCQVPEG2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/zhNSMBrD88I/s1600-h/photo-729548.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SZyCQVPEG2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/zhNSMBrD88I/s320/photo-729548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304257678225447778" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-8315513096881882716?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-57362430008494949622009-02-18T13:45:00.001-08:002009-02-18T13:45:51.130-08:00Nyhavn, Copenhagen<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SZyBj_KBUeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZRMAiFs7agw/s1600-h/photo-751131.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SZyBj_KBUeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZRMAiFs7agw/s320/photo-751131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304256916384469474" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-5736243000849494962?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-83731707484896185922009-01-30T10:01:00.000-08:002009-01-30T10:09:09.106-08:00Shopping List for the Costco of Life<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SYNCOlDMbNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ce5etuZLKpA/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SYNCOlDMbNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ce5etuZLKpA/s400/shopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297150404948946130" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-8373170748489618592?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-30013330057213162012008-12-03T09:00:00.001-08:002008-12-03T09:00:38.754-08:00Good DesignGood design is about identifying and satisfying hidden constraints in <br>an emotionally satisfying manner.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-3001333005721316201?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-26768628513106724612008-11-24T09:22:00.001-08:002008-11-24T09:22:22.540-08:00Change...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SSrizm5WtII/AAAAAAAAAPg/xqEkGwgHTAs/s1600-h/photo-742541.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__zfO8hCA6gQ/SSrizm5WtII/AAAAAAAAAPg/xqEkGwgHTAs/s320/photo-742541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272275690032903298" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-2676862851310672461?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-1152551299724998982006-07-10T09:58:00.000-07:002006-07-10T10:08:19.776-07:00Of Ladders and TrenchesIt's difficult, when you are in a management position, to maintain a balance between keeping a perspective on the big picture and staying in touch with what is going on in the trenches. I find that, while I need to maintain some contact with the trenches to retain perspective on what it's all about, I cannot get involved in routine trenchwork for two reasons:<br /><br />1. At some point, it becomes too difficult mentally to have to integrate both details that are significant in the trench but not in the big picture , and details that are significant in the big picture but not in the trench. A friend of mine calls this "spanning too many rungs of the ladder." Obviously, when it becomes too much depends on the size of the ladder, the distance between rungs, and how stretchy you are at any given time.<br /><br />2. I can't be both peer to and supervisor of my co-workers. While I (think I) can track my role-switches, it's almost impossible for others to do so, which, rightly makes them confused and uncomfortable. This is one of those management aphorisms on whcih all the management trainings agree but that everyone really has to learn for themselves. You have to be equal but separate.<br /><br />So I think my strategy needs to be the Periodic Royal Pulse Check: hear about/talk to a few example trenches without actually getting involved directly.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-115255129972499898?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-1150382915599144412006-06-15T07:46:00.000-07:002006-06-15T07:53:19.496-07:003 Steps ExactlyIn disaster response, you always have to be thinking three steps ahead. Some people have trouble learning to think three steps ahead. Some people have trouble learning to think only three steps ahead.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-115038291559914441?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-1149999578314980392006-06-10T21:19:00.000-07:002006-06-15T07:51:42.586-07:00Panic EarlyPanic early. It saves time later.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-114999957831498039?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28624343.post-1148685514626633102006-05-26T16:15:00.000-07:002006-05-26T16:18:34.626-07:00In the Labyrinth: For a Fellow Red-CrosserIn the labyrinth, there is only one path. We all share the path, but each walk it alone. Sometimes we must step aside for others, sometimes others step aside for us. Sometimes we step aside and never return, but follow the path a different way.<br /><br />The path has a beginning, a center and an end. It is the same for us all. Some walk the path quickly, some slowly, some pause, some never look back. Sometimes we are surprised to be on the outside and sometimes on the inside. Most find the center. All find the end; some too suddenly, some too soon. Mike Goth found the end too suddenly and too soon. I was fortunate to have shared a bit of the path with him.<br /><br />Nunc lento sonitu dicunt, morieris.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28624343-114868551462663310?l=blvlb.blogspot.com'/></div>Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02684423010842453927noreply@blogger.com0