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Shuffling

Shuffling

I decided to rearrange the furniture in my living room. I thought maybe if I rearranged the room it would feel cleaner, newer, refreshed. I dragged the piano to three out of four corners of the room. I tried plugging the lamp into one outlet and then another. Should the sewing machine be on the…

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Ryder Turns Six!

Ryder Turns Six!

In a galaxy far, far, away, the mail travels at times with light speed and other times it gets stuck in black holes or stopped by the force of the dark side. The news of Jedi Ryder turning six is nearly a month overdo. Forgiveness I ask. Lately we do much to occupy ourselves.

Ryder Turns Four

Ryder Turns Four

The lunch box is packed. The tool box is equipped for the crew. The sun has been up for only a few hours and it is work’n time!

Hail to the Redskins!

Hail to the Redskins!

I grew up in Virginia with a slew of uncles, cousins, and mother who chanted “Hail to the Redskins!” before I even knew my alphabet.  I remember family gatherings, Thanksgiving specifically and my Nannie’s birthday parties where we would heap mounds of homemade southern food onto doubled-up paper plates at 11a.m. Gather round multiple dining…

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Tracking July

Tracking July

Last night I had one of those embarrassing moments where I hoped no one heard what I just said or did, but sadly, as always in those cases (because, let’s be honest, that’s really what makes them embarrassing) someone was right there trying not to laugh. I apparently have gone to new levels in my…

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