Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Limerick

There was an old lady who said, when she found a thief under her bed, get up from the floor, you're too close to the door, and I fear you'll catch cold in the head. There was a young farmer from Leeds who swallowed six packets of seeds, and soon the poor ass was covered with grass and couldn't sit... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 20, 2025

Across the plains in a covered wagon

Today I saw a photo of my paternal grandfather and my great Aunt Emma, taken in the 1880s or 1890s. They were standing at the back of a covered wagon in which other family members sat, facing the camera. Peter Hupy - my father's dad - stood between Emma and another person, who was not identified by... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 19, 2025

Breakfast Menu

Fox was on the scent of a field mouse when he came upon butterfly, her wings slowly fanning as though she were exhausted. She sat on a Shasta daisy that leaned over the narrow path. Fox sat on his haunches, curious. Why didn't the winged creature simply lift herself out of reach? A fox could enjoy... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 18, 2025

My Unfavorite Commercials

I'm so over those Progressive commercials. They're either aggravating or boring. I don't like having a finger shaken in my face at any time, but that white-haired guy who lectures everyone not to act like their parents, is especially off-putting. He's doing exactly what he tells other NOT to do. Flo... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 17, 2025

The Dickens You Say...

Seventy-plus years ago in Mrs. Newton's English Literature class at MHS, we studied classics - one that I remember was Charles Dickens' 1859 classic: "A Tale of Two Cities." We grumbled because she was so demanding at times, and didn't really appreciate that our teacher was an Oxford University... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

As the story goes, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."

Lately I've noticed unbidden memories of things best forgotten come to mind. The brutal creep who was my first husband being the worst. I do not like myself when such ideas come to me. I'd much prefer to think of that time in my life as water under the bridge. Just occurred to me my state of mind... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 14, 2025

Not Lois Lane, but...

When I worked at Southern Illinois University as office manager for Social Sciences Division, I had a couple student assistants, and worked with grad students and professors, all the usual office work plus editing papers written by professors for grammar and style. Social Science included history,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 13, 2025

Not tonight. I have a headache.

Decided not to share what's on my mind this morning. This month is an anniversary of the breakup of my marriage to Fang, and all the sordid drama that went with it. Don't want to think about it, but memories have a way of tapping you on the shoulder whether or not you're interested. Meanwhile, the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 11, 2025

Emoji on the way...

A couple weeks ago I learned that my daughter-in-law's niece is expecting a baby. I decided to make a special baby-size crocheted beanie, patterned after my standard Poop Emoji beanie. Adapting the pattern turned out to be the easy part. The trouble came when I got ready to send it via UPS. My... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 10, 2025

Halloween, 1950 -Tricks or Treats

Everybody looked forward to Halloween in Salkum, a village in the Cascade foothills of about 70 families. They had porch lights on, a carved Jack-o-Lantern grinning from the top step, and a generous bowl of tricks or treats for the goblins and ghouls who were sure to come a-knocking. Everyone, that... Sign in to see full entry.

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