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When Going With Your Gut Bites You In The Butt
I’ve not been a person known for my strategic thinking. Or planning. Or focusing on details. Thinking is often not a term used when describing me. I’ve learned to live with that. The lack of that gifting is definitely a bum-biter. With the parents gone and Nana in charge, I did what any self-respecting adult…
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There’s Always A Reason For The Bad Smell
Isley and I were sitting on the floor in the kitchen, putting together a massive dog puzzle. She raised her head and scrunched her nose “Something smells funny, Nana.” I glanced to my left. Flames were leaping in the oven. My newly purchased roasted chicken–paper bag and all–was burning. It definitely smelled funny. I know…
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Happiness is a Dark Chocolate Truffle–And Then Some
There are many things that bring a smile to my face. John. My kids. Grandkids. Extended family. Cherished friends. Beautiful skies. Glorious sunrises. Puppies. And a piece of really good chocolate. Not the mass-produced kind that comes pre-wrapped in easily identifiable paper. Though I do admit to allowing that to satisfy my chocolate tooth on…
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When Running Is More Than A Foot Race
When I was younger, I was among those who ran because it was good for me. I never really enjoyed it. There was no hitting the wall, pushing through and feeling euphoric. The wall was the front door. And euphoria came when I didn’t go through it. My daughter-in-law, Jillian, is cut from a different…
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You Can’t Teach a Dog a Trick He Doesn’t Want to Learn
Foster is an Australian shepherd with a lot of energy and personality. And he’ll be my first doggy-in-law in the near future. He belongs to Courtney’s fiancee, Michael. A real Colorado dog, he loves the outdoors and movement in general. Just like Michael. In the crazy weather of Colorado right now, Foster got heat rash.…
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