Monthly Archives: August 2010

Every Cloud has a Silver Lining

Today the rains returned.  [Sigh!] Everybody deals with clouds.  They can range from only slightly overcast, to depressing darkness.  Hubby’s been walking under one for four months.  Thankfully, the lightning bolts have ebbed to a thin blanket of gray, with … Continue reading

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Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Beautiful

The best part of waking up is mountain grown. ‘Good to the last drop, it Gets the red out. Raise your hand if you’re sure! Oops! How do you spell relief? Gimme a break, It does a body good. Bring … Continue reading

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Someone I know coined this word (as far as I know).  What he means by it is the concept of change occurring gradually—sadly, often one little bad choice at a time, changing the life for the worse in the long … Continue reading

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Hip-hip Horray! A 20-hour Day!

I got up at 3:30.  I know!  I’m amazing. Right off the bat, I typed some appraising. And then I remembered it would be absurd, To launch into things without God’s Word. — So I read several chapters, and it … Continue reading

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Time Flies

It wasn’t long ago my youngest was racing up the sidewalk on her tricycle; tonight she had dinner in the City with a gaggle of young women. It wasn’t long ago my oldest was finger painting the underside of my … Continue reading

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Lost in Translation

Almost everybody I know speaks pretty good English.   How come we don’t understand each other? And don’t say it’s because men are from Mars and women are from Venus; I’m not buyin’ it. On the planet I come from, people … Continue reading

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A Day in the Life

Weblog:  “A Day in the Life” My little mother-in-law threw away two full cans of soup before advising me—two days later—that the cans had faulty pop-tops.  I explained to her, it’s not the tops, it’s just that she’s becoming weaker … Continue reading

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