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Wednesday, February 13, 2019

WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME

At The Center many of the regulars feel like family these days, even those I only know over the phone. For instance there’s a woman named Libby, one of our home delivered meals clients. I knew her family years ago because her husband worked at the university and we talked about his wife and children... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, February 12, 2019

CENTERED

Since my shift at The Center started at 8:00 – and since I didn’t wake up until 6:30 – there was no time to check in at Blogit before I left the house. I had to shower, blow dry my hair, make coffee, put together a lunch bag (no time to eat). In bygone days I used to get up at 5:00, take five... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 11, 2019

MISS CRANKY PANTS IS IN THE HOUSE

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name it felt good to be out of the rain. La la la la – la la la la, la la la la la… In the desert you can remember your name, ‘cause there ain’t nobody there to give you no pain. La la la la – la la la la, la la la la la… So, this woman asks me what it... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, February 10, 2019

IF YOU TAKE MY MEANING, ...

A genius teacher of mine once said that each family has its own ‘dictionary’ or meanings for words that are otherwise commonly understood. The origins of these definitions may come from close family, grandparents, babies who misuse or mispronounce words, or from the region where we live. For... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, February 9, 2019

WHAT DOESN'T KILL US...

The big psychic shift that hits us when we grow up takes some getting used to. From our status as the protected, the student, we become protector and teacher. We go from receiving to giving, from blithe belief in our own assumptions to comeuppance and wisdom gained in the school of hard knocks. And... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, February 8, 2019

WRITING FROM THE CENTER

Two weeks ago I wrote about having to delete Blogit entries about the writing group at The Center because someone new to the group had overstepped. I’d mentioned Blogit as a place where I post my writing, and she told me she was going to sign up. (She did.) Since some of my Blogit posts include... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, February 7, 2019

HAPPY F-Y DAY

Yesterday, Feb. 6, would have been Roy’s 81st birthday, and for that reason if no other, he was on my mind. When RP posted the info it was Frozen Yogurt day, I couldn’t help remembering “Fang’s” wicked wit. He might well have called it Happy F-Y day. Just last Sunday when the two boys and I got... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, February 6, 2019

LUNCH RUSH

Ordinarily I don’t get very hungry between breakfast at sevenish and noon, when my morning shift ends at the Main Street Center’s reception desk. But yesterday around 11:00, when lunch is served there, I began to think about that cheese-broccoli soup they serve at Panera’s. What could be better on a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, February 5, 2019

See also yesterday's comments...

TEACHERISH My kids used to tell me I shoulda been a teacher. Mostly this was not a compliment, but a bitter complaint about my hovering over them and ‘momsplaining’ their lessons, using phrases like, “when I was in school we did thus and so.” Now, I’m a halfway decent writer – some of my stories... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, February 4, 2019

COMPOSITION 101

IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT In the lightning flash he saw a shadow at the window. Thunder shook the house, fear clutched at his gut. Who was out there? He froze in place, afraid to go closer, look the intruder in the face, afraid to run. Where could he hide? Another lightning flash, the shadow... Sign in to see full entry.

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