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I Want It My Way
It’s been brought to my attention (thanks TM) that I haven’t been totally forthcoming in acknowledging my husband’s efforts in our moves to tame our crazed landscaping that has plagued the front of our house. For the record, this has been a team effort. Something we’ve chosen to do together because we’ve both been disgusted…
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What Really Is Too Much?
Was it too much? I was afraid it was. After all the hacking and whacking of our unsightly hedge, Wednesday was the day of reckoning. The day we’d find out if it really was too much yard waste in front of our house. More than the sanitation workers could–or were willing–to handle. I was out…
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I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends
I didn’t plan on it turning out the way it did. The plan had been to trim the tops of the hedge in front of our home. Plans are good things. I, however, seem to have a talent–no, a predisposition–for changing things up. Not settling for the assumed path. Wanting to flex with the moment.…
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Let The Good Times Roll–In Sugar
What happens when you combine four clever, active children with one Papa who isn’t quite as quick but has the power of choice? Four days of fun fueled by sugar and pizza. While I was three states away helping with baby Huck, John was watching the four older grandkids while their folks had meetings in…
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