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Oh, Saturday Mornings, I love you.
Buck and I went for a walk this morning. It was more like a leisurely stroll. Then, it rained. We got wet. Then, wetter. But. One of the things I like best in walking is all the sights of lives lived. Like peeking inside of windows, but its all on the outside for anyone to view ( Read more... ) -
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So, last week, sometime, just before Dale went hospital bound, but he's home now, and everything is getting itself in order, which is just how life is, well, last week, I received the LCRW xxv issue and Small Beer Press always (always, always, always) tucks such wonderful little delights in their mail and there was POSTCARDS. And, one of those ( Read more... ) -
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Garage band, only it's more like a basement band. That'd be the band my son, Garlan, put together. From scratch. Although his brother, my son, William, has been there for it all. Gary spent hours and hours pulling this all together. From the creation of the music to recording tracks to the band's professional photos. All of it ( Read more... ) -
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So, anyway, last weekend, William and I were out driving. Well, he was driving and I was riding shotgun, only I had my parental-mythical hat on while he was driving. So, we were going the back roads to the little bit bigger city to do something or the other. The something or the other involving picking up kids and shopping. The shopping was for me ( Read more... ) -
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"So," I told Josie last night, "You know that song I made you listen to? 'I Love You 5.'"
"Yeah," she replied.
"That is how I feel about you and your brothers. I love you 5."
"We love you 5 too, Mom."
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Yesterday morning, I told my supervisor if I puffed up my hairnet JUST SO, on the top of my head, it looked like a tiara and I felt like a princess.
He stood there looking, looking at me in my makeshift tiara, with a bedazzled expression upon his face.
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Okay, so with all the pros and cons, and the worry, what ifs, I decided to go ahead and just get poked, medical voodoo, in the upper arm, for the flu and H1N1. And, I got a rash. Yesterday. Today. I am a warrior wearing my battle scars. Yeah. Only these will fade away. Eventually. But, if those rashes, they, turn into hives, well, I might be in ( Read more... ) -
Yeah, whats really going on in his head.
So, I've been watching a few music videos. Yeah, I am a girl twelve or fifteen or in my mid-thirties. (Because YouTube is my bestest music friend.) And, I noticed in one or a few of the live videos that the lead singer will occasionally turn his back to the audience to sing towards the drummer. Oh, admit it, you've seen this in live shows. ( Read more... ) -
Monsters Behind Fences, Only Not Really
After seven or eight days, the dog and I made it out for a walk. A little cold, but the streets and sidewalks were snow free. Sometimes, I think the two of us can be traced by dogs barking at us as we go along the way. Sometimes, those dogs are behind seven foot, wooden fences. Sometimes, they sound REALLY BIG. Buck is really cool with dogs ( Read more... ) -
My son, the physicst, the economist, more.
I think I've mentioned that my youngest son uses YouTube to learn about things he is interested in. Music, arm wrestling, physics. Yes, physics. He's sat through a few Harvard college lectures in physics. One day, when talking to his high school physics teacher, he spoke to her about how physicists have stopped and started light thus ( Read more... )
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