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Sometimes a little miracle can get you through the morning
What seems like a lifetime ago, mornings at our house were often lessons in chaos, and I was the teacher. It seemed I was rarely current with the laundry, the nights before were filled with
Shiny Penny:
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Hey! It’s okay to like yourself…a little.
Here’s a short post: What do I like about me? I’m breathing. The end. That’s it. That’s the post. I’m not very comfortable discussing what I like about myself.(Said the woman who writes a blog
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Things I’ve made, fixed, or figured out—that sometimes go exactly as planned.
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Real-life stories, small observations, and the things that stay with you.
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Crystal Beach Memories… and a Crazy Idea
A beloved old amusement park, happy family memories, and the project they unexpectedly inspired… “Let me tell you ’bout a place…somewhere up-a New York way…” In this case, the “somewhere” referenced in the song title
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The green police are on their way
There has been a murder in my hallway. Well, maybe not a murder; something more akin to manslaughter. No, that’s not right, either. More like plantslaughter. Actually, INVOLUNTARY plantslaughter. Because this is an autobiographical crime
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Goodnight, sweet Bean.
I hate this post already. I don’t want to write it…and I’ve put it off for almost a month now. A sad, no good awful month with a big fat hole in it. A hole
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The Case of the Shiny Penny
Bless my friend, Bettye @Fashion Schlub, and the other participant friends of Where Bloggers Live for keeping my space open so I could come back today to enthrall you with “How I Do….” How you
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After this post, I might need tHAIRapy
“Okay, first, you win for Best Blogger Hair! Don’t argue with me.” Reading that in my comments section this past June was traumatic for me. I am not programmed to graciously accept a compliment. Take
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