An American in Wales
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The Gallery: Inspirational People
This week’s Gallery theme is Inspirational People, which should be easy, except for the sticky bit that we must use a picture of our own. Which kind of knocks Mother Theresa, Julia Child, Ansel Adams and Martha Stewart (not that she is on the same rank in degrees of inspiration, but dang, the woman can create stuff out of…other stuff) straight off the list of possible topics. So today, I’m going to look a tad bit closer to home. My kids. Boo is, well, in many ways, too much like me. He is overly sensitive. Creative. A dreamer, but with a practical side that keeps him grounded. A worrier. So.…
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The Gallery: Pink
The weather over the past week has been absolutely stupendous. On Friday, it was warmer here than in Rome. When I spoke to my sister outside of St. Louis, they were shivering in 48 degree weather, while we were basking in temps near 75. It felt more like July than October. Odder yet? One of the rose bushes bloomed. And not just one lone bloom, but the whole darn rosebush, in a stunning, glorious pink. That photo, my friends, is completely untouched – no color adjustment, “not Lomo-fied”, none of my favorite Picnik tweaks, just nature in all her surprising glory. I like to think it’s God’s way of telling…
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You’ve Gotta Wonder What She’s Thinking
Look at her. Look at those gorgeous, soulful eyes. Sometimes I wonder what she’s thinking. * * * * * What she’s really thinking is “Please give me the other half of that ham sandwich. You know bread goes straight to your hips.”
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Assimilated
When Pea comes home from school, the first thing she does is change out of her school uniform. There is no question as to whether or not she will change clothes, but one of what she should put on. This may possibly drive her to tears of frustration, so wrought with indecision or lack of appropriately colored accessories. (At last notice, she needs a blue crown/tiara to go with the Cinderella dress. She NEEDS it.) Anyhoo… Yesterday, she thought she should wear a tutu. Into the armoire she went (yes, I have a small canvas armoire to keep the dressing-up clothes tidy). Out came… Her halloween tutu. And the matching…
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They *Prolly* Didn’t Find What They Were Looking For
Oh, WordPress analytics, what fun you are! It’s been a while since I’ve peeked at what keyword searches recently led people here, but continued anxiety-induced insomnia led me to my dashboard last night. As per usual, some of the terms had me flummoxed until I searched them myself. Honestly, searchers, I can’t imagine that you found what you were actually looking for on this site, but I hope you were entertained while you were here…. buzz cut no 4 – well, I have written about the first time the Hubs came home with a buzz cut, as well as mentioning that it is one cut I would never try, but…
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Remembering, Ten Years Later
Today, I stayed away from the TV. I had seen a promo for a “full broadcast of 9/11 events, in its entirety”. While I suppose watching the BBC broadcasts might offer a different perspective, I spent a few horrifying days glued to the television ten years ago, paralyzed with shock, and have no desire to repeat that, to relive those days. Judge me if you wish. On that morning, I was sitting at my desk, most likely with coffee in hand as I went through my email – I can only assume, as everything leading up to the news is pretty much a wash in my brain. I saw a co-worker…
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Silent Sunday
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The Gallery: Shoes
I love shoes. I love shoes nearly as much as I love handbags (but that is another post). Shoes always fit, no matter how many full-fat lattes you’ve had. They stick with you through the fat jeans and the skinny jeans. They can dress up one outfit, and dress down another. They can add new life to an old outfit. They can feel like old friends. *gazes dreamily at the Zappos.com website and wishes they were in the UK* With fall approaching and the temperature dropping already, I’m pretty ready to pack up all my sandals and pull out my tall boots (for looks) and my Uggs, tall and short…
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I’m No Marketing Genius, but….
….this cannot be the most well-thought out marketing plan ever devised. I don’t care if I was the world’s best sports physical therapist out there, as a female, I just wouldn’t drive this vehicle. Did anyone actually think this through?
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Off To School
Today was the first day of school for my kidlings. Mean mom that I am, I insisted that I take Boo to school – to walk him to his new classroom, check out where he hangs his backpack and stores his book bag – since it will be a rare occasion that he lets me do it again. He did NOT want me to do this, mostly because if the Hubs drops him off at Breakfast Club, he cannot be late. Since I’m not actually working, this just seemed sad, his robbing me of my motherly rights going to class by himself, so I stood my ground. I needed him…