Category Archives: family

How do you define “Cluster***k?”

Today was not Monday but it should have been. We got up to the phone ringing – my brother in law had taken his car in for inspection and it needed a ball joint. I think I need a few … Continue reading

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Letters

I miss letters. I miss writing long, chatty letters to people. When I was a kid, my two best friends left me behind as they were sent off to boarding school. (I had wealthy friends). They were at different schools … Continue reading

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The sound of scissors

Which is nothing like the sound of silence. When I was a wee one, many centuries ago, I would sit on my mother’s lap when she was sewing, and when she was cutting fabric, and pretty much any time she … Continue reading

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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Home is where the Bear is

A week away doesn’t seem that long when you say it. It’s just seven days, eight days, seven nights, who’s counting? You plan and plan and make lists and agendas and then you pack and pack way too much – … Continue reading

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Culture Shock

Almost 20 years ago I moved from Upstate NY to south central PA. I had spent the past 10 years in academia and moved in with my Bear, who worked for Harley Davidson. Factory life and academia are like two … Continue reading

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