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

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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

A woman with attitude -- first draft of an idea for a biography

I may have to fictionalize this. Work the bits into a novel. My sibs don't want to look at this in print for all the world to see. Don't know why, it's got a good "triumph over adversity" spin to it -- But then they're respectable people with an image to maintain. I'm the odd wad that took off for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 8, 2010

My friend the artist gave me a sketch of his granddaughter

practicing on the balance beam. It was a housewarming gift, and it still holds a place in the living room. Ayisha is the same age as my granddaughter, and both had babies around the same time. This lovely sketch made me think of a poem. Dream Changer His granddaughter’s a mother now, Ayisha’s grace... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 7, 2010

Can you write a memoir in six words?

The library held a volunteer appreciation lunch for the ones who work in the used books and coffee shop. It's our diamond anniversary, the 10th year for the little shop. There are between 40 and 50 of us who take a two-hour shift once a week, stock the shelves, sort donations, order pastries and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 6, 2010

On falling in love with an older man...

Bottled, Racked, Gathering Dust Near vinegar you are yet wine intoxicate me fill me with your sweet essence. The hint of sting in you spices and warms this vessel to a sweet burning. I sense sweet surprises bottled in your mind. Pour yourself on me. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 5, 2010

Two more weeks ...

And then I strut my hour upon the stage. It's at the Main Street Community Center, formerly known as the Senior Citizens Center, but too many "seasoned" folk like me didn't want to hang around with a bunch of old fogies. Attendance dropped, and then a new board took over, they changed the name and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 4, 2010

Home made gooseberry pie...

"It's a little tart," he said. "But I made it myself, even the crust." "Come on over, I'll make some coffee." So my son Guy popped over a few minutes later with a quarter of a pie, latice-crusted and pretty enough for a photo. He divided it and put it on plates. We each took a sample bite as we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I like the PO -- USPS

I mean, where else can you go to find such hope... People sending off packages to distant loved ones. or returning crap they never should have ordered in the first place Picking up something they weren't home to sign for let's hope it's not a notice to appear Yesterday I took a little birthday... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Actually, Kabu, the old bird doesn't drain my self-esteem

because, despite her assertions, I'm not all that neurotic. I'm not dependent upon her approval to make -- or break -- my day. In fact, since I've been on to her game, I get a kick out of her moves. I guess that shows me up as a bit sadistic, snickering up my sleeve at her feints and jabs. Mostly... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 1, 2010

Bad day to go to the Library...

It was sunny and warm for a change. Tempting to be outdoors, not stuck in the bookbarn. But I fought the temptation to play hooky. I set up the coffee pot, put the snacks in the sales case, turned on the lights. We're out of rice krispies treats, only one brownie left, but the biscotti supply was... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, February 27, 2010

Dialog with my Snarky Beyutch evil twin...

Me: I've been editing poems, collecting a gob of them into one document so I can print them out and send them in to this contest. They need 48-80 of them, and if I win they'll publish the Snark: Fat chance, Babe. You're outclassed -- there are real writers sending in little masterpieces. Forget... Sign in to see full entry.

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