Month: August 1996
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makeover magic
“After school is out. I am getting this long hair cut,” my daughter declared last spring. I didn’t understand her delay. We had time any afternoon after school, but she had her own plans. The first day of summer vacation she sat in the beauty parlor describing what she wanted and asking for the beautician’s…
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from the mouths of babes
“I caaaan’t carry it,” my pre-school nephew protested lifting his little suitcase over his head. “It’s too heavy,” he groaned as he carried it across the room. “Here let me help.” I reached out to lift his burden, but my soon-to-be husband stopped me. “He doesn’t need help. Not if he can lift it over…
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Turning trash into treasure
“Look at this sunflower picnic basket,” I held it up for my husband’s inspection. He glanced at it, “Mmm, hmmm.” A handle lacked a nut and a bolt. “Well, can you fix it?” He took it and studied it briefly. “That would be easy.” I bought it. The next weekend while I was checking out…
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sharon writes baby clothes at the yard sales
“Joan is too tired to write a column. So just at Billy Keane in Family Circus draws occasionally for his father, Bil Keane; Sharon, Joan’s daughter is writing this week so Joan can rest.) “I have something to tell you, Mom” my oldest brother said, “but first you have to promise not to buy anything.”…