First, I want to thank each and every one of you who commented here, or on Facebook, or who messaged me privately with incredible empathy and sympathy surrounding Templeton-the-rat’s... Read More
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… on pride goeth-ing before the fall
So, funny thing. About a week ago, a friend had a Facebook post about a Certified Wildlife Habitat tour that was happening in her neck of the woods.... Read More
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… on kids these days
Kids these days are awful. Entitled. Not even taught manners. If the world has to depend on the next generation of kids, we’re all goners. Ruined. Doomed for sure.... Read More
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… on appreciation
Appreciate Out loud Fearlessly Those who have been there Have done for you Checked on you Supported you Called you a brat when you deserved it Shed tears of... Read More
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… on another sign of spring
This spring has been a season of firsts for us here. For many, many (did I say ‘many’?) years, we were trapped in the grips of school and sports... Read More
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… on a freakin’ chicken
This morning, the Nearly Perfect Husband and I headed out the door that hangs out just beside these windows. We passed the roses, showing off their newborn leaves, and... Read More
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… on magic (swan and otherwise)
When I was in New Orleans last week, I was so excited to see a swan gliding through the waters of Audubon Park. Sure, maybe he – I believe... Read More
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… on an embarrassment of kindnesses
Last week, I went to see Number One Son Sam play in – oh wait for it – The Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra! Right?! He’d called a few days before to... Read More
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… on divorce endorphins
OhmyGawdyouguys… I’M A SPIN INSTRUCTOR! Okay, I only have one student… and I’m married to him… but still! Okay. Let me back up. JoHn and I take a class... Read More
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… on mathematical shame
So. Do you remember the dock tree? Okay, so if you don’t want to read all about it, just: A. Look at the photo above, which is an official... Read More
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… on beauty in the dark
Last night, the moonlight was playfully haunting. I was tired, and barefoot, and quietly turning lights off downstairs. My mind was on a bed warmed by the body heat... Read More
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… on just waiting on a room
I had a dream. Totally not in the same realm as the civil rights movement or anything. My dream, when we first set eyes on a certain room at... Read More