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Family

Sometimes You Have to Check a Bag

You all know I’m pretty obsessive about traveling with only a carry on bag. But there are exceptions… This weekend, along with other family members, I attended my step-father’s memorial service. He was a veteran, and the American Legion turned…
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Dry State, Thirsty Tree

We put up and decorated the tree yesterday, so this morning I asked my Beloved to check the water and refill it. He responded, “Yeah, the cat has been drinking out of it.” How much water can an 8 pound…
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Graduation and Reunion

Thoughts from a parent and alumna on attending my daughter’s graduation from William & Mary: So hot and humid! After 16 years in the Rocky Mountain west, I can’t understand how people can live there… …but the heat and humidity…
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A Day in the Life (of my new camera)

In anticipation of our trip to Italy this fall, I bought a camera. I’m not much of a picture taking person (as my children will attest), but maybe I’ll reform. The camera came, I read the user’s manual, and today…
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Mommy moment

My clever and talented daughter’s singing group will be opening for Dar Williams!

Change in the weather

Yesterday it was in the 70s, warm and humid (for this part of the country, anyway). A truly beautiful fall day. As part of the world’s slowest landscaping project, my husband chopped down the viburnum that had completely outgrown its…
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My son the Petri dish

Now that I’m fairly sure he’s not going to die, I can tell you that my youngest, a senior in high school, has both mononucleosis and West Nile Fever. This seems like overkill, and somewhat unfair. What I’ve learned about…
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For Mother’s Day – The Lanyard

I have been feeling pretty guilty in the mother department recently; hearing Billy Collins read this on A Prairie Home Companion helped a lot: The Lanyard Billy Collins The other day as I was ricocheting slowly off the pale blue…
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Blizzard 2006

There’s some snow outside: My beloveds (husband and kids) did a wonderful job over the last two days clearing off the driveway and the sidewalk: More pictures at flickr: Blizzard, December 2006

All I want is a regular Christmas tree

Where are the regular Christmas trees? By “regular”, I mean a) real, and b) not pruned and shorn into a tortured, stunted, overfilled cone. I’m already at a disadvantage when it comes the Christmas tree buying, because I was taught…
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Training

I frequently tell my children that I wish I had trained a dog before I ever had children, because I learned so much about behaviour that way. Eldest Son kindly sent me this article: The central lesson I learned from…
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