Getting Old

It is Monday.  Have you noticed? Mondays are typically the day I get all my “house” stuff done – cleaning, laundry, catching up on Netflix – you know the important stuff!  But today we have no food.  Like none.  There is 1/3 a gallon of milk and some onions in my fridge and other than […]

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Welcome to 2018

Well hello there!  Long time, no see!  I apologize for my extended absence at the end of last year.  I was frozen.  I don’t mean I had writer’s block or brain freeze – I was literally FROZEN.  It was super cold here in Central Illinois as 2017 went out with a bang of frozen pipes […]

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So this is Christmas…

I have debated writing a blog this December because I am in full on compartmentalization mode. I have a special skill of which you may not be aware – I am a TERRIFIC avoider.  I mean if they gave out gold medals in the Olympics (either summer or winter) for the sport of avoidance – […]

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Trauma in the Timbers

When I was a little girl, we lived in a suburb of  San Diego, California. The particular suburb where we lived had once been wide open prairie land, which had been developed into subdivisions and strip malls about 10 years before we moved in. The thing about prairie land, as with all undeveloped places, things […]

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The things we think we hear, and I need a favor from you…

This morning Terry and I were sitting at the dining room table chatting. As I’ve mentioned before, Arden is a big fan of riding the bus, and riding the bus means we have to get up at 6:15 a.m. and be down at the bus pick up spot by 7:10 a.m.  I’m slowly adapting to […]

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Tale of the Tardy Tooth Fairy

At this moment, the Princess is in the tooth-losing phase of life. If I’m honest, I have to say that I find this part of childhood thoroughly disgusting. The whole process of loosened teeth being wiggled back and forth by dirty fingers until they fall out is enough to make me gag a little if […]

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Broken Promises

I’m not sure there is anything more frustrating than a promise broken. This week I was on the receiving end of one and it has been revolving around in my mind over and over again.  Like a record (does anyone remember records?) that has a scratch on it and the needle keeps skipping over the […]

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