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Shame On Me
I’m a true law-abiding citizen. Most of the time. I’ll freely admit to taking liberties with the speed limits on several roads. Many roads. Posted speeds are suggestions. I operate under the belief that if you go over the speed limit by 9, you’re still operating within appropriate parameters. In my defense, I pretty much…
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Never Underestimate The Value Of A Good Wallow
John’s uncle used to raise hogs. Going to the farm was always fun because this gal from suburbia hadn’t experienced these critters except in zoos or on a plate as bacon. Quite different in their own space. Pigs wallow in mud as a way of life. It’s purposeful, not playful. As a kid, I thought…
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Turning That Frown Upside Down
There’s a winsomeness about those who experience utter delight. Not jaded, qualified, hesitant or restrained delight. Not at someone else’s expense. Not snarky. Pure delight. Joyful. Seventh-month-old Sloane exhibits this. Just watching her makes me smile. Delight morphs into more delight. Sloane and her mom, Melody, were here with us for a few days. She’s quite…
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The Bigger–Richer–Picture
You’ve gotta love Disney for creativity and flair. We went to Epcot this past weekend and experienced the International Festival of the Arts. Being a right-brained kind of gal, this was amazing. A wonderful blend of performing arts, music and food preparation. One artist that grabbed my attention was Stephen Fishwick. His art expresses his…
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I Can’t Spy With My Little Eyes
There are many routines we do daily that never factor into the think mode. Getting out of bed is rarely a choice. Using the facilities–we take in, we give out. Bathing–well, for most of us. I wear contacts, having very poor vision and not liking the way I look in glasses. I also see better…
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