One Day at a Time
Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Rainy Mondays or Tuesdays or Whatever

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During rainy days, instead of sitting back and reading or watching TV, I let that Puritan work ethic define most of the hours as I discover ...
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Sunday, April 27, 2014

Buying Love

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Have you ever paid for love?  I think that is what I was doing last night but not consciously.  Really.  I invited my daughter out with her ...
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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Bragging Rights II

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While I pay people to work in my yard I also spend time doing hard labor in others' yards.  Last week work was done on the Children'...
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Monday, April 21, 2014

Not Really Alone

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I wrote that I was alone on Easter, but that was not exactly true.  I had a yardman and his younger brother working on our vast front and ba...
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Sunday, April 20, 2014

This Sunday

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Home alone on this Easter morning while hubby is on travel for the week.  Daughter and family are celebrating in Florida and son and DIL per...
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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

New Silhouettes

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When you move into a new house you find your budget is pretty much depleted.  So, sometimes you put off getting things like drapes or window...
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Monday, April 14, 2014

Volunteers

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I went out today with a group of volunteer ladies that work regularly on the nearby museum grounds.  I had become in involved in this volunt...
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Sunday, April 13, 2014

Bragging Rights

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There is something in my family's genes about getting old that makes us determined to proved we are not.  I remember well the time my 80...
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Saturday, April 12, 2014

REST

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This time in the early spring morning the world is in a waking dream.  The birds sing gently.  The surface of the river is like a clear, per...
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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Speaking of Joints

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While pot smoking is being legalized, and where not legal, legal consequences are being reduced across the United States, I went to a pot pa...
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Saturday, April 05, 2014

Where is Tabor?

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Joints. Lots of them all over the place. Some are even new to me. They do not move.  They ache. Yes, THOSE joints.  I have washed d...
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Thursday, March 27, 2014

Touching

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I used to feel I wanted to be touched. I waited for not only the physical whispering touch on the palm of my hand, but the sweeping t...
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Sunday, March 23, 2014

On the Turn of a Dime!

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Spring began to venture into our neck of the woods this weekend.  On the turn of a dime it went from 40F to 70F in a matter of hours.  And w...
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Thursday, March 20, 2014

The Horse is Now Dead

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Not to beat a dead horse on women's rights but...regarding equal pay for equal work: "...Beth Cubriel, executive director of the ...
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Monday, March 17, 2014

Maybe a Rerun?

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I have just spent the better part of this early morning (4:30 A.M.) looking through my past posts to see if I ever blogged about my last day...
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Thursday, March 13, 2014

That Small Feeling

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A number of years ago I was crossing the lobby in a fancy hotel in Cairo, Egypt, to see if our reservation was ready.  It had been a rou...
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Monday, March 10, 2014

Too Many People

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There are too many poor people in this world. There are too many people with physical and mental challenges. There are too many ignor...
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Saturday, March 08, 2014

The Ripples

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What I posted a few days ago did stir a ripple or two among my readers and that is perfect, because what in the heck is blogging all abo...
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Friday, March 07, 2014

Rat a Tat Tat

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One of my volunteer groups had its beginning planning meeting yesterday.  Some of us had not seen each other for months during the winte...
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Monday, March 03, 2014

What I Learned

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For the first time in decades I watched the Oscar program from beginning to end.  We had a pending snow storm with a predicted start big tim...
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