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idontbelieveingrammar: easy
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On Friday, June 26, 2015. My news feed lately has been more political than usual. I get most of my news from Facebook or John Stewart so I rarely feel like I can jump in. But there is too much in the last week to ignore. Confederate flags coming down. Rainbow flags going up. And for the most part, people supporting those decisions. Four or five summers ago I got an email from a friend in Peru who had just had her heart broken. By a girl. And I think wanted me to make it hurt just a little bit less. Prett...
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idontbelieveingrammar: October 2014
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On Saturday, October 11, 2014. I have run more than my share of races. My tennis shoes have more miles on them than my parents' new car. I still don’t really see myself as a runner. Doing that a few times a week logging as many miles as my knees will take. I carb load (read eat an entire box of girl scout cookies), drink plenty of water (read coffee) and buy expensive socks. Show up race day and try not to finish last. Or die. And that kind of quiet is a rare and good thing. When I finally did, I quickly.
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idontbelieveingrammar: January 2015
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On Saturday, January 17, 2015. The Sunday after New Year’s I sat in church and sang an old hymn. I was having trouble paying attention that day. I was singing without much thought to the words. I wondered where we would eat lunch. I hoped my kids would stop squirming. I was tired. I was there, but I wasn’t there. And suddenly the lyrics caught me. 8220;All is well with my soul”. I noticed the word soul, but m. Ostly I noticed what it didn’t say. I talk for a living. I can’t imagine not laughing. I hate t...
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idontbelieveingrammar: punctuated equilibrium and pizza
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Punctuated equilibrium and pizza. On Sunday, June 14, 2015. A few weeks ago, I sat at my kitchen table with dishes piled high in the kitchen sank and we ate pizza off of paper plates and drank from mismatched wineglasses. Our kids ran in and out of yards. Drank 23 capri suns and left them laying on coffee tables and counter tops. While the kids weren’t looking we ate ice cream straight out of the tub. Even though it wasn’t on everyone’s diet and washed it down with cheap bubbly wine. But this was better.
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idontbelieveingrammar: June 2015
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On Friday, June 26, 2015. My news feed lately has been more political than usual. I get most of my news from Facebook or John Stewart so I rarely feel like I can jump in. But there is too much in the last week to ignore. Confederate flags coming down. Rainbow flags going up. And for the most part, people supporting those decisions. Four or five summers ago I got an email from a friend in Peru who had just had her heart broken. By a girl. And I think wanted me to make it hurt just a little bit less. Prett...
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idontbelieveingrammar: December 2014
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I'm going to Jackson. On Tuesday, December 30, 2014. If you happen to stop beside me at a red light you might just get lucky to catch a free show. I sing along in the car. In the shower. In class. Elevators. And occasionally even in the store when they are playing a good song. Sometimes I even dance. This is the part where I should tell you that I do NONE of these things well. I sing off key. I come in early. I sometimes make up words when I do not know them. But in the car and. I think I sound decent.
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idontbelieveingrammar: April 2015
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On Monday, April 13, 2015. In my busiest season, we have decided to move. I have never been more stressed and my house has never been cleaner. The other day, Tess was asked what if some married couple wanted to buy our house and start a family. I got more than a little misty and told her that was exactly who me and her dad were when we walked through those doors. When we signed our life away. It has been a weird process for me. The leaving things behind. I know it is time. But Oh. My. Heart. The problem ...
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idontbelieveingrammar: coffee and houses
http://idontbelieveingrammar.blogspot.com/2015/04/coffee-and-houses.html
On Monday, April 13, 2015. In my busiest season, we have decided to move. I have never been more stressed and my house has never been cleaner. The other day, Tess was asked what if some married couple wanted to buy our house and start a family. I got more than a little misty and told her that was exactly who me and her dad were when we walked through those doors. When we signed our life away. It has been a weird process for me. The leaving things behind. I know it is time. But Oh. My. Heart. The problem ...
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idontbelieveingrammar: August 2014
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On Sunday, August 24, 2014. More often than not if my change is only a few cents, I don’t wait around long enough for the cashier to hand me my pennies. If change falls out of my pocket or purse, I occasionally don’t bother to bend over to pick it up. Especially if it is just the copper variety. In other words, they cost more than they are they say they are worth. A penny costs more than a penny. Their worth is whatever someone decides to print right on the back, opposite Abe Lincoln. I am bad with money.
