Random 5 for November 26 – Predators, snickerdoodles, Mom, deer, germs

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Holy moly! – I heard a noise outside and looked out my kitchen window. A ginormous hawk was checking out the pond. Not sure if he was fishing or searching for rodents. This picture was taken through a rather dusty … Continue reading

The dilemma — Betwixt and between!

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Should I or shouldn’t I? The older I get the more I’m like my Mom. There was a lot of wonderful stuff about her but she was practical. Practical is a double-edged sword. It saves you from really stupid purchases … Continue reading

The smell of childhood

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We are moving things around again. Rearranging stuff so I can put my sewing machines on the second floor and out of the basement. A chest didn’t fit the new configuration. It had to go. It was my mother’s chest. … Continue reading

Random 5 for May 14 – Mother’s Day, nipples, tomatoes, cholesterol, nature

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Happy Mother’s Day — When my Mom was alive it was always a low-key day. She would get the geraniums she loved and maybe a gift or two. We didn’t eat out because it was always so crowded. She hated … Continue reading

Quirky family traditions

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I love blaming things on family. It takes the pressure off. We have a family tradition and I am the standard-bearer. I take this responsibility seriously. We screw something up at every food gathering. It can be large…like forgetting to … Continue reading

Own it! Or suffer the stink eye!

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I hate excuses. My mother never tolerated them. Not even mitigating circumstances. You did it, you own it. So what if you were double dog dared. If you are stupid enough to take that on, you deserve the consequences. You … Continue reading

Christmas as you age

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One of my memories from childhood was visiting the parents of my sister-in-law. They were ancient. Truly ancient. They lived in a small in-town end-of-row house with not much room. I remember it as dark (and ancient). Lots of lace … Continue reading