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The Blood Moon

I got to see it early this a.m.  What a spectacular treat, especially from my spot in the desert.  I almost missed it because I thought it was supposed to be red around 2 a.m.  Luckily for me, I got … Continue reading

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Will he or won’t he?

I wanted to title this Will they or won’t they? because there are more than singles here, there are multiples.

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A little bit of catching up

This last weekend was filled with kid chatter and arguing, the kind that goes on between an almost 9 year-old boy and his sister that’s five-and-a-half. If there’s a way to pick, stab, gouge, or hurl insults, they found it.

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Color me skeptical and jaded

Perhaps I’ve reached the golden age of trust-no-one or it was always there. I can’t help but look for ulterior motives every time someone does a seemingly good deed, especially someone’s that are famous. And even if they don’t do … Continue reading

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The attack of the Phlegm Bots

HELP!  I’m under siege, there’s so much mucous in my lungs I feel like I’m drowning and can’t cough it up fast enough.  There’s a wheezy rattle going on when I breathe completely out and a wheezing rattle when I … Continue reading

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Goodbye all you birds – it is Thanksgiving

You know which ones you are, the ones that are plucked and stuffed and ready to be put in the oven for tomorrow’s gigantic gorge-out day in the USA. Happy Bird Day everyone!

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The Drug Hangover

One of us feels like crap – that would be me. It’s not such a long story but it isn’t any fun and the after effect is still crippling…thankfully it wears off.

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Sh-h-h-h-h-h…

Don’t breathe…make sure you don’t exhale unless you slowly let the air escape across wet lips. OMG! And whatever you do, don’t inhale sharply! Really, the dust is so thick in here that any air movement will have us all … Continue reading

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No slowing down

Tuesday was a day.  It started early, it ended sometime after I could barely think and was wishing I had a giant brownie to put me to sleep for the night.  Body pain, exhaustion, more body pain, throw in a … Continue reading

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Hanging at the new digs

No, not pictures or trinkety things that go on the walls, just me hanging out at the new digs.  It’s been a helluva struggle this last 3 weeks and yesterday was the 3 week anniversary of when we started making … Continue reading

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