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Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Saturday Night at Stagger

The Cousins Mike were playing – 5-8, and when I went to the postcard party on Thurs. night I’d met Ellen, whose husband is one of the Mikes. Ellen, it turned out, is a Facebook friend and high-school chum of my son Rusty. So, since I’m Rusty’s mom, she urged me to come out Saturday night. I said it... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 24, 2017

About Memes and Margaret Sanger

It’s not a big deal that a FB person re-posts a meme – some obvious platitude – pretty script over a stock photo. But the pure laziness of rubber stamping philosophy gets under my skin. I may wear out the delete key. I especially resent the ones that remind me of all the times guys I didn’t know, on... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 23, 2017

Teen-age Granny

Things used to drive me nuts. Frustrations were everywhere. The snotty girls at school with their raised eyebrows and knowing looks when I’d offer some comment. Clearly they were all in on something I wasn’t privy to. Diamonds, every one of them, hard, sparkly, useless. Not a one of ‘em had a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 22, 2017

WHAT TIME IS IT?

Years ago my youngest came into the kitchen where I was doing something-or-other and said he’d just noticed something freaky. He said at times he’d feel compelled to glance at the clock, and when he did – it was a digital display – the numbers would be all the same: 222, 333, 444, etc… I think the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 21, 2017

THURSDAY – AC (after crochet)

Did I mention I’d hung up my crochet hook and packed away all the left-over yarn balls in a crocheted Easter basket? Or that I’m experiencing withdrawal symptoms and fighting the urge to head to Michael’s craft store for a new supply? I thought my post-crochet distress was because of politics, the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 20, 2017

So long, Billy Boy, ... Next?

The only thing worse than the Fox News attitude toward women and their right to be in charge of their own health and fertility, their right to choose ANYthing: life's work, political candidates, etc., is the Medieval corporate culture that tacitly approves grabbing 'em by the privates. I put up with... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Continued…

When I had that dream about Terrie the manipulator, and saw as I wrote how the thing worked, how guilt trips and a spark to the other guy’s imagination can get you to part with cash or a favor like feeding her cats while she’s at a weekend seminar and you find out she hasn’t vacuumed for a year or... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Talking to Myself

I use writing it down as a means to understand. The symbolism and metaphors of dreams people I used to know doing things they used to do, substituting for people I know now doing things I failed to notice were part of that old dysfunctional pattern. They say if you tell a dream before breakfast it... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 17, 2017

Second Hand

“Second Hand Rose, they call me Second Hand Rose I never had a single thing that’s new. Even Jake the plumber, he’s the man I adore had the nerve to tell me he’s been married before…” The song was popular way back when, I don’t even know if it was the ‘60s or some decade after that. Barbra Streisand... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 16, 2017

J.R’s Account of the Good Friday Sermon

I was still in high school when J.R. (my sister’s husband) first told me this story and it seems to come to mind every Easter. J.R. was in his usual spot in the third pew on Good Friday listening to his Southern Baptist minister preach the sermon about the crucifixion. This particular Good Friday... Sign in to see full entry.

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