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How can you mend a broken hand?
So yesterday, while meandering along on our second walk, I stopped paying attention to my feet and managed to step off the sidewalk, turn my foot weird and fall on my ass. Or my hand. And my hip. A very … Continue reading
Well, I really don’t, unless it’s stuffed
My favorite Christmas song, for your pleasure:
Maverick insists
that I share this It’s his Daddeee’s favorite
We have a tree in the house!
For the past two years, because of the Tiny Terror, we’ve had a small artificial Christmas tree. I bought that little tree the year my mom died, only because my great nephew, who was two years old at the time, … Continue reading
Do you remember?
Do you remember walking into a store and seeing smiles? Do you remember seeing shelves full of goods, more than you could ever want? Do you remember turning on the news and seeing actual stories, real reporting? Do you remember … Continue reading
No, *Janet, you will not ruin Christmas
*with apologies to anyone named Janet My oldest sister would have loved what’s going on in the world today. Janet, yes that was her name, loved rules. She had rules for everything, from how to vacuum a floor – you … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, Corona virus, family, home, my life
Tagged Christmas, Covid, family, memories
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Fear and loathing
Trigger warning – I use the f word a lot in this post. (sorry) I’ve been trying to write something for over a week and I just can’t seem to get past a few paragraphs. Most days I walk around … Continue reading
Posted in Corona virus, family, fear, my life, old friends, politics
Tagged cheating, election, fear, living, Virus
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Ration books and memories
My mother lived through both WWII and the Great Depression. On rare occasions, normally when someone of her generation was present, she would talk about those times. She was a great believer in “use it up, wear it out, make … Continue reading
Liver, no onions
When I was a kid, my parents would occasionally get pig’s liver and cook it with onions. Those were the nights I ate a peanut butter sandwich for dinner. My mother wasn’t one of those, “you’ll eat what I cook” … Continue reading
Posted in dogs, Maverick, my life, training
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There’s no place like home
Sometimes I’m not sure where home really is. I moved here 17 years ago, in the midst of a terrible, confusing, dark time in my life. The only light was my Bear – he held the broken pieces of me … Continue reading