Jack caught a squirrel. He has been watching them tightrope across the back fence, fling themselves from tree to rooftop and back again since we arrived one August afternoon. Jack tracks his audacious furry obsession from the window of my office. He attempts to outsmart them with a quiet approach and a sneak attack, only…
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There’s no sense in lying. I fell in strong like with this picture, and since I have to write a blog post today, I went with something that makes me smile. No. I do not know the adorable tatted man or his puppy dog. I simply needed inspiration, and there they were on iStock. Today…
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Why does it seem there are those who have it their way and those who accommodate? More importantly, how do I train to be the former? This isn’t going to be a snarky post where I bitch and complain that I have to adapt to make nice with those who either can’t get their…
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I turned ten years old on July 3rd. Well, not really. I started my blog ten years ago. I don’t like numbers. Their restrictions go past high school algebra into the mindset of our culture. Numbers can make us feel falsely badass or tragically small. I guess that alone explains why July 3rd came…
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If I were a seamstress, I would work in the theater. My hair would be long, wavy, and tucked into a bun with those sticks, or maybe an ornate pin. I would wear tunic tops and gaucho pants, but not linen. It’s too heavy and it wrinkles. I’d smell like roses and tobacco. If I…
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A penny for your thoughts. My Uncle Jerry used to say that when I was a child, usually accompanied by a pinch on the cheek. He was a character that I didn’t appreciate as much as I would now if he were still in my life. Penny for your thoughts is an odd, older generation…
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If I were a mechanic, I would bring my lunch in a paper sack. During the winter months, I’d take a thermos of soup to chase off the cold. My garage would be a small two bay place, painted white with blue trim. Outside would hang a sign in dark blue script that read Mechanic on Duty.…
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I haven’t made a wish in a while, not an official one anyway. I didn’t blow out candles last year for my birthday and I can’t remember the last time Michael held out one of my fallen eyelashes. I have not closed my eyes on the stars, tried to channel a genie, or played tug…
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I’m overwhelmed. Like hands full with too many things at the back of the grocery store and I didn’t get a cart, overwhelmed. There’s too much to do, it all needs to be done well and being one of those face painters at the Renaissance Fair is looking ideal. When am I going to learn? Things seem…
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