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Monday, August 15, 2011

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished...

You say that's cynical? You could be right. But days come when it seems the fundamental support beams of big bad Karma are things that seemed like a good idea at the time. You may wonder what brought about this glum observation on an otherwise bright and beautiful Monday? It all started with a... Sign in to see full entry.

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I'm almost afraid to say anything...

about Mundane's weather the last few days. Below normal temps. Low humidity. Lovely to be outdoors in, almost brisk for the morning walk. That's why I'm whispering. Don't want heat and humidity to find out I'm really enjoying this. They might return... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 14, 2011

The Stairs to the Past

I woke up in the midst of this dream today; the stairs to the past were falling away. Warped, a bit charred -- a narrow way. Creeping down them had been a dangerous climb, they were burnt by memory, eaten by time. My new broom flicks dust out the kitchen door to sift or drift to the sandy floor of a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 13, 2011

Report / rapport -- What's the diff?

Sometimes you know someone who misuses a certain word all the time, and it bugs hell out of you, but you don't say anything. A) You don't want to hurt their feelings, and 2) you do't want to show off your petty nit-picking to them. But it still grinds your gear a bit. Thelma always says she has a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 12, 2011

Don't you just hate when that happens...

Warning: this blog is strictly from a woman's point of view. What's got my goat this fine Friday morning? What puny peeve has gotten under my silky skin and made me want to stamp my foot and write a "letter to the editor?" Glad you asked. It's Women's programming. It's all meringue, no pie.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 11, 2011

Jobs

Yesterday I applied for one. Printed out my last ten Blogit posts, updated a 1-page synopsis of my bio, tucked it in a big brown envelope and paid a call on our local newspaper. I got there ten minutes after the doors opened in the a.m. The editor wasn't in yet. Or if he was, he was busy in the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Ultrasound

My youngest, who'll be 40 in December, was born before the docs could tell you whether your little bundle from heaven would be a boy or a girl, before the advent of ultrasound. As folks did in those days, Fang and I had two names in mind, one for a boy and one for a girl. I believe if he'd been a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Dumpster Diving

Across Brick Street from my front porch is St. B's parking lot. It is framed by a nice new black wrought iron fence. Just inside the fence, backed up against it, are three covered dumpsters marked "Recycling: clean paper only." When school's in session, a team of students brings out a daily... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sometimes I wish it was 1953 again

And I could have a do-over. Apply for the scholarships Mrs. Newton, my history/English teacher wanted me to try for instead of taking a job with the phone company. Go to college, maybe submit my stories to the Saturday Evening Post or the Atlantic, maybe teach, become a woman of letters. Those... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 8, 2011

Perkier Boobs...

Channel-surfing this a.m., I saw this on the guide page. How could we not click on that one. Two strings of thought were tying together in my mind, maybe three. A.) what 75-year-old grannie doesn't want perkier boobs? and 2.) it was probably an info-mercial for the Aah Bra. We'll get to the third... Sign in to see full entry.

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