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I don’t let the cat in the house as much during the holiday season, because he thinks the Christmas tree belongs to him, as the trees back in our woods do. He climbs those; he pees all over those; he … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2004
Mamacita says: Let’s talk about precious things. I should be packing up my briefcase because my husband will be picking me up in about an hour so we can drive up to the college for our classes tonight. But I … Continue reading
I give up. You win tonight, BE. Surfing began well, with several favorites popping up in succession. Then the occasional advertisement slipped in. “Crap,” *** says I. But I was in the surfing mood and continued on valiantly. Several more … Continue reading
Don’t you just hate it when you’ve got a song running through your head and you HATE the song? You hate the song and you don’t understand why you can’t stop humming it, and even singing along to it? You … Continue reading
The incredible beauty of my children still awes me. The only thing about their faces that is reminiscent of those newborn faces, is their eyebrows. I remember lying there in the hospital room, tracing their eyebrows with my thumbs, and … Continue reading
I have so many things to be thankful for. My family. My friends. My cat. My job. The mega-case of toilet paper stashed in the linen closet. (Hey, winter’s coming; if you lived way out in the country you’d be … Continue reading