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Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Autumn Leaves...

Song by that name, wistful and sweet, the singer is accompanied by violins. Nostalgia came upon me for the first time when I heard it on the radio in mother's kitchen. I was too young then to actually have nostalgia for bygone youth. I was a bygone youth. The falling leaves slip by my window, those... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Christmas Grinching

A) I hate the pressure to get all the details done, the commercialism, the endless round of too much to eat, too much to prepare, deadlines, kids throwing tantrums, the slippery slimy weather. B) I miss doing up the holiday when my kids were little and it made them really excited and happy. I miss... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 4, 2013

Simon Says - Excerpt

“Hello, Mr. Grimaldi,” Gus said. “Your daughter told us you might be looking for help with the harvest. Any chance I could take the job?” “And who might you be?” Aldo Grimaldi said suspiciously. He didn’t trust any young man around his daughter for two seconds. “My name’s Gus Lansing, and this... Sign in to see full entry.

NaNoWriMo Word Count - as of day three 6,800+

Simon and Little Gus are camped out somewhere in the middle of the Midwest wide open spaces, probably about 1939. They're doing the cowboy thing instead of taking a train from Denver to Springfield, MO. The family farm is near Neosho, MO. Little Gus has not yet opened up to Simon about his mom's... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Get off my porch!

I thought Walnut Season was over. Silly me. I'd cleaned every last one from the edge of the lawn, picked up a five-gallon bucket full off the patio, hauled them to the curb for the yard waste collectors. I swept the milled hulls off the sidewalk, off the bricks in the front yard retaining wall. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Good Gossip

It seems the game of gossip started in the cave about the same time Neanderthals and others learned to do more than point and grunt. Or maybe sooner. Did you know Ug lets the bones pile up, doesn't even toss them in the fire after a feast? Apparently it's a learning tool. I think gossip as sport is... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 1, 2013

Write Your Own Story

Jo Ann, who works the front desk at the Center on Thursdays, wrote Mary D's address on a post-it so the girls in the write your own story group could send her a message. I'm going to send along a little update about what's going on and urge her to hurry back. It was warm out, 65 degrees and raining... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Witchy Woman...

Not talking about the great Santana hit from times past, although I love that man and his music. Talking about a lady who arrived at the Center dressed as a cat for Tuesday's Halloween lunch and costume party.. She'd done her makeup with drawn-on whiskers, wore false eyelashes that were sparkly and... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Fate, Fortune Telling, and Fighting the Odds.

Well, the Cards didn't win game 5 to ice the Series at Busch Stadium, so games 6 and 7 will happen in Boston's legendary Fenway Park. An area-wide fog has settled in the Greater St. Louis region, the perfect mysterious decor for Halloween, and a metaphor for the gloom that seems to have settled in.... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Great Clips

Took off around ten thirty yesterday, hair still damp from the shower. I didn't mousse or blow-dry or run the curling iron through the stubborn bits. Didn't tease or fluff or spray. I was headed to Great Clips. Last week it all looked just right when I was done with it. This week it was wrong,... Sign in to see full entry.

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