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Continue reading →: Husband, Part II remember the exact moment I knew I loved my now husband. There were no fireworks. No heavenly choirs singing I Will Always Love You (as if any celestial being could sing it better than Whitney). Not to mention none of the love songs on the radio started making sense. …
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Continue reading →: Trucks & BlueberriesMy husband is a horticulturist and a landscaper. When he’s in peak season, I become a landscaper too. I hate it. I mean I really hate it. I like being outside and all, but I hate dragging stuff, and bending over, and holly bushes, and don’t even get me started…
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Continue reading →: Idea IMy daughter used to pee a lot. A whole lot. Anytime we went anywhere new or did anything minutely nerve wracking she would have to go. Sometimes twice. We were fortunate to take a trip to Washington, DC and New York City years ago. Let me tell you, did we…
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Continue reading →: The Bells of St. KaytlynWe have a new clock in town (and by new I mean about a year old). I absolutely adore it. I have really taken a shine to hearing the chimes whilst strolling through town or frantically waiting for the red light to turn. It gives me so much pleasure, I…
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Continue reading →: First Impressions are Ruff…Have you ever noticed when people say, “To make a long story short,” it goes on interminably? Isn’t that so annoying? Well… to make a long story short, I decided I’m a writer. It happened like this: Once upon a time, I bought a book called The Artist’s Way by…






