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Mom: All Attitude

When people talk about “Attitude.” they are usually referring to a bad one. I know what that means. I was told often enough that I had a “Bad Attitude.” Usually by a boss because I showed a lack of tolerance for a stupid decision. But that was early in my career, and it was quite …

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Sending The Right Message

Yesterday, when I was driving home from the supermarket, ahead of me was one of those big, fancy pickup trucks. As the light turned red, I came up close on his tail, and I saw that he had a decal on the back window of his cab. This was no normal decal – no Praise …

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Being Kind – To That Special Someone

You!  I mean You! In my obsession with Kindness this year, I have written about the many kindnesses we should extend to others, and the many kindnesses that others extend to us. But Kindness starts in the mirror. Why do you have to be so hard on yourself? Can’t you see how wonderful you are? …

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Opinionated

I am a pretty opinionated adult. Although, I am also very polite, and try not to insult other people’s opinions even if they are totally wrong differ from my own. But I have an excuse for my many (though adorable) opinions. I was born that way. From the time I was in my crib wondering …

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The Joys Of August

It’s August. The political conventions are over. They have left me with sleepless nights and high blood pressure. And there are so many days to go of increasing nastiness and vicious side-taking. I worry. I want us all to be okay. I am from the Woodstock generation, after all. I thought – for a very …

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Birthday Antics

Not mine. I had my antics back in February. But I’m not very high on the Antic Scale anyway. I’d rate myself a 3.5 on the Antic Scale. Although I used to be a 1.2, so I am definitely upping my antics as I age. My husband, in his younger days, was about a 7.8, …

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Dirt

A few days a go I was doing a little gardening. Here is a totally gratuitous photo of my helper. Theo has nothing to do with this story, but I am addicted to taking pictures of his adorable self.   So anyway, I am digging up weeds. I love pulling weeds – it is sort …

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Houseguests

I heard it again yesterday. The sound in the chimney that can only mean one thing. Swifts. We’ve had these houseguests before. Several times. A few years ago, I start hearing strange noises in the chimney. My husband is hard of hearing, but he doesn’t let that stop him from telling me I am nuts …

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Just What I Always Wanted (Really)

Yes, that is the title of my novel. But it’s also exactly how I feel about this little guy.   What more could I possibly want?   Merry Christmas! With love from Nancy & Theo  

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The Symbol Of My Discontent

I have an image of Reincarnation that I would so like to be true. I wish that Reincarnation was a chance to make the Other choices in your life. I want to be born again in exactly the same circumstances to exactly the same family. But when I come to those pivotal decisions in my …

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