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Almost another day

I was debating whether or not to write about my Mom today: this would have been her 59th birthday. It seems odd to write today and not write about it, but I don’t know what I want to say. I wrote about her — okay, looking like her — a few weeks ago, when I [...]


One hundred little white letters and counting

I figured out what I’m going to do for my Christmas cards this year. Mostly figured out: I know what’s going on the front of the card, and I think I know what I’ll do on the back, too. (My Aunt, who always makes birthday and holiday cards, taught me to “sign” the card on [...]


“ritual sacrifice, with pie”

I was going to write a thoughtful post about gratitude for today.
Then I watched the Thanksgiving episode of Buffy, had some more turkey, and of course had to watch a couple more episodes of Buffy (Who can watch just one? Not me) and now possibly tryptophan-induced sleepiness has set in.
Still, let the blog archive indicate [...]


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