Month: October 2013
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Any excuse to sew
Any excuse will do if it allows me to enjoy my favorite things. This year Operation Christmas Child gave me plenty of excuses to shop, stitch and stuff. Usually, filling OCC boxes has just been part of fall visits with grandchildren. We took them to the store with the list of suggested items and then…
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Plenty of proofreading to produce a book
I flinch every time I think about doing it. I drag my feet worse than a kid going to the dentist. Yet I know I must do it. I must ask someone to proofread what I write. No one writes well enough to not need a copy editor. No one reads well enough to catch…
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A bump reveals a blip
For months, I deliberately ignored the swollen red spot on my thumb. I fully expected it to disappear in time. It didn’t. It changed into a cyst right where my thumb hit the space bar at the end of every word. After a couple “Ouch!” and “Ow!” moments I changed the way I struck the…
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like mother, like daughter
As a teenager, my daughter complained about my shopping for bargains and frequent use of the sentence, “No, I will not buy that.” As a married, working woman with no children and a working husband, she shopped as she always wanted to shop as a teenager. Now, as a married woman with three young children…
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Great trip, sort of
If I had not been so busy making as many memories as possible, if I had not just spent a night flying over the Atlantic Ocean for the trip of a lifetime, I might have been quite miserable on our trip to England. We arrived in London during a weekend shutdown of the Metro. Instead…