Prologue: This. Is our patio. This patio has been here, at the Disposable Shack, every day… since we moved in… in 2004. That’s ten years and six months of patio... Read More
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… on seeing for miles and miles (but hearing motown)
I was a teenager in the late seventies into the early 80s. Yep. Big hair (cheaply home-permed) Hair sprayed into a helmet. Sweatshirt off the shoulder. Leg warmers. Massive... Read More
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… on other people’s cherubs
I have to confess something. I’m not a kid person. Well, I shouldn’t say that. I’m a case-by-case kid person. It’s nothing personal. All kids are miracles… blah blah... Read More
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… on small town allowances
One of the reasons we moved to Dunstable, back in the early 90s, was that the town was made up of such a mix of people. There were (and... Read More
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… on rent-dodging birds
Fall’s falling quickly, warmth it ceases Folks starting to break out their fleeces It’s time for all these northern geeses To break their landlord’s hearts and leases. Gathering sons, daughters, nieces... Read More
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… on an early chilly fall morning
Early chilly morning fall With just a speck of red Thoughts of comfy socks and fires Are dancing in my head Colors coming quickly now Geese flying, will have... Read More
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… on bucking for a promotion
The Nearly Perfect Husband’s response to this morning’s post (he is in grey, I am in blue). How sweet… but perhaps a bit threatening… Huh. I think my oppositional reflex... Read More
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… on just hitting the button
Yesterday afternoon, the Nearly Perfect Husband was scrambling to leave for a business trip to the west coast. He had to shower and pack and print stuff out in... Read More
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… on talkin’ the talk as we walk the walk
Today I took a walk with a friend and there was talk along with it. I’m not gonna say ‘girl talk’ because I have had many guy friends over... Read More
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… on fall falling (hard) and the story of the disposable shack
In 2002, the Nearly Perfect Husband did something pretty perfect in a valiant attempt to once again be promoted. To perfect. Won’t happen. He gave me piano lessons. Because my... Read More
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… on paths and where they lead
The other day I went to hang out with friends and, as a part of the hanging out, I got a photography lesson. This particular lesson was focused on... Read More
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… on perspectives in gangland
Having multiple dogs is an interesting proposition for anyone. I have heard people say that any more than two dogs is a ‘pack’ (I prefer to use ‘gaggle’. I... Read More