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Archive for November, 2009

I Love Digging Holes

I love shovels. I love getting dirty. Someone’s gonna think I’m digging a grave over here.

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Stay for Soup?

Gosh, how lucky we are. Really. We’ve had people all around us for the past four days, and though I’ve had to slip away for bike rides and naps, it’s been very nice. Good thing I made a wicked pot of turkey-and-rice soup on Friday. You know, there’s nothing like a big pot of soup [...]

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I tell you, I am ticked off. At Christmas-light manufacturers. I just dragged all those Christmas lights out of the attic and attacked the job of making this place look festive. But those damned things are all shot. Plug them in, they don’t work. So, I headed down to the hardware store and bought a [...]

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Today is Thanksgiving, and Maria died tonight. 
She took her last breath about 10 minutes after we left her, and we are so very very sad. I told you, Reader, that she was unresponsive, and on Monday, after two weeks like that in Neurological Intensive Care, her family removed her from her respirator and all the [...]

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Pants-Down Fiction

Shit. Okay, Reader, you may have caught me with my pants down. Seriously, that’s what it feels like. You may have chanced upon the beginning of Chapter Six. I started it yesterday morning, but  I FORGOT to label it “private,” and five paragraphs became “public” for a day. Anyway, I hope you liked it! Frankly, [...]

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Our friend, Maria, is unresponsive. 
Maria had an MRI a couple of weeks ago, and it showed a congenital weakness in the vessels in her brain…a hemorrhage from that weakness caused her massive stroke in July. Because this small area of weakness remains, she underwent a procedure on Monday to correct it and to try forgoing [...]

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Good morning, Reader. Yes, I miss you. Yes, I think of you often. Sometimes I think it’s good to remind you that I’m still right here every morning…I’m just doing something a little different with the hour. You see, I have only so many good writing hours in me each day, and if I spend [...]

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