Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Mistletoe, Fish, and Rum Balls
We have mistletoe above our kitchen doorway. One would think a handsome guy would like to peg me under the doorway for a kiss. My brother and I avoid walking into the kitchen at the same time. We're not much of a huggy and kissy family, although we always say "I love you." We say "I love you" even...
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Friday, December 10, 2004
Ever Notice How Those in the Blog-it Top Ten
aren't necessarily good writers. So what gives? What's the mysterious recipe for keeping things hot off the press? Top bloggers exude charm, have something interesting to say, and are often popular. A right combination of wit, charm, and za za zu go into making a blogger number one. You have to be...
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Tuesday, December 7, 2004
Gnomes, A wish for World Peace, & True Love
I love Christmas. I love the purity and innocence of a holiday so full of giving and getting. Last Christmas I was in love with a beautiful man. A man who didn't love me in return. I always thought you could love someone so much that their lack of love and interest would hardly be noticeable. I was...
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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
So Much to Say ...
So Little Time. I don't have a phone or computer hooked up at my house yet. Working full time and moving takes a lot out of a person, however I am feeling very creative and want to write but have no time. More than anything...I want to stay home and write. I think people who get to work from home...
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Tuesday, November 23, 2004
No More Yellow Walls.
-I've erased them from memory. Now my bathroom burns copper. Bright & vivid. Warm & rich. Textured. And here I thought the yellow was a bold statement. I've framed old newspaper clipping from the 1920's. Reprints. They line the bathroom wall so that when people are on the toilet they have reading...
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Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Where Have I Been?
Well there are walls, paint, dirty clothes, & tongues involved. My house is shaping up into a cozy dwelling. A cave of comfort. I bought french pastries and a beautiful teapot. I want to curl around comfort, drink in the fumes of my abode, seek creativity in the confines of small tattered places,...
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Monday, November 8, 2004
I've Been Slacking on Blog-it.
And no.... I'm probably not reading you. I'm one of those people that comment on everything I read. So if you don't get a comment from me, I'm probably not reading you. It's not because I don't like Blog-it anymore or because I am burning out. Or I'm bored. Or because I think blog-it has...
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Tuesday, November 2, 2004
Ugh! I can't do anything right!
I think I may have killed my mom's puppy. I have a very sick dog at home. I take her weekly to the vet for fevers. She's had strep throat and larangytis. Recently I took her back and they gave her a very strong antibiotic for what they thought was pancreitis. The antibiotics made her a little sick....
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Monday, October 25, 2004
Does Buying a House By Myself Mean?
A. I'll be known as the spinster with cats. My house will smell like urine and catnip. Little children will be told not to eat my cookies. B. I'll be a recluse, and no one will see me again for ten years in which I would have written, "The Great American Novel" and will have grown a beard. C. Single...
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Friday, October 15, 2004
Blog-it isn't always a nice place to play.
Thank you Tbgroucho & Melodystar. If not for the two of you, I would have deleted my blogs and moved to Costa Rica. I'm tired of reading the same peoples blogs over and over again. I do it because I am a loyal reader. A fan....not always, but loyal...yes. I expect occasionally they would read me in...
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