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Signals, People!
Living in Florida, I’ve come to the conclusion that, upon entering state borders, you must agree to give up all thought of using the turn signals on a car. I, therefore, tend to be fastidious about using mine. And commenting vociferously about those who don’t. They make driving frustrating. You never know what’s coming down…
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The Good “F” Words
I’ve been a soccer fan for a long time. Twenty five years, to be exact. It happened when I took on the role of soccer mom. I freely admit I knew nothing of the game when my kids began playing. It wasn’t a popular sport when I was a kid. (Did they even play it…
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It’s Doggone Complicated
Foster is a playful sort. Not overly disciplined but pretty much able to wrap those he loves around his little paw. That’s right. A dog. Full of personality and panache. A canine with the capacity to be childlike. He looks at the world with big brown eyes, expecting fun and often finding it. He belongs…
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Hotel Happy
It could have been anywhere in the States. We needed to be at a meeting outside of Florida. Which required a hotel stay. And being typical Americans who don’t stay in Ritz Carlton’s or Four Seasons’, we stayed in a chain that provided a clean bed, small bottles of personal necessities and a hot breakfast…
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It’s All About Nothing
I love a good “Seinfeld” rerun. The show that was about nothing in particular focused on the relationships of four quirky friends. And their obsessiveness with minutia and pettiness. No major ongoing plot. No significant problem to identify or solve. No challenges to overcome. Just moseying along, focusing on nothing. My life is currently a…