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Tales of an Impish Gren: November 2009
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Friday, November 13, 2009. In all, we’re as prepared as we can be…which is to say ready to be blindsided. We’ve scheduled a C-Section for November 18. 8221; To which young Dean is apparently replying with his sister's sense of defiance. there being absolutely no movement toward birth in the week preceding yesterday's check-up. "Yeah? He says. "Come and get me, then." Of course, if he is truly like our Lutine.he'll make a mad dash for the exit just as we go into surgery prep. Posted by Moksha Gren.
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Tales of an Impish Gren: July 2008
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Saturday, July 05, 2008. It only took Norah a few floats to get the hang of darting out to pluck candy from the asphalt in yesterday’s 4th of July parade. We’ve been parceling it out to her at a controlled pace ever since and taking a few liberties for ourselves along the way. You may be making a face similar to the one my wife made, because to understand my sediment sentiment, you’ll need some history. I tried to explain this to my wife, but she just shook her head and went back to stirring her “C...
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Tales of an Impish Gren: Long Overdue
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Thursday, December 11, 2008. As many of you have been too polite to publicly notice.I've not been keeping up with pictures of my Little Lutine. It's not that I don't find her as cute as ever. It's not that I haven't been taking pictures. It's just that.well, I've stopped sharing them with you. I know.quite rude of me. Norah discovers the joys of finger painting. A picnic in Forest Park. Norah decided it was just a bit too scenic. Posted by Moksha Gren. At Thursday, December 11, 2008. I love your camera, ...
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Tales of an Impish Gren: March 2008
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Tuesday, March 04, 2008. I Gotta Call You Back…My Dad’s Being a Jerk. For your literary entertainment, a snapshot of 19-month old Norah’s current problem solving skills:. Entering the kitchen, I see her marching about with the portable phone to her ear. 8221; she blurts into the receiver. “Yayayayamaaaaaa! Tiny hands reach past a pouting face. “Da! 8221; she demands. 8220;No, honey, you’re going to have to find something else to play with.”. Posted by Moksha Gren. At Tuesday, March 04, 2008. Breed 'Em an...
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Tales of an Impish Gren: Bottles in Waiting
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Friday, November 13, 2009. In all, we’re as prepared as we can be…which is to say ready to be blindsided. We’ve scheduled a C-Section for November 18. 8221; To which young Dean is apparently replying with his sister's sense of defiance. there being absolutely no movement toward birth in the week preceding yesterday's check-up. "Yeah? He says. "Come and get me, then." Of course, if he is truly like our Lutine.he'll make a mad dash for the exit just as we go into surgery prep. Posted by Moksha Gren. Please...
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Tales of an Impish Gren: September 2008
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Friday, September 19, 2008. Moksha the Dancing Alien. As many of you know, I've been spending some time in an alien suit of late. For those of you who don't know that.perhaps I should explain. My brother and I own a loan store here in the St. Louis area. We have a cute little alien mascot we use in our advertising and in our store decore. Recently, we opted to take it to the next level to capture some of the excellent traffic flow we have in front of our store.mascot suit! Posted by Moksha Gren. Norah ha...
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Tales of an Impish Gren: Ask the Gren
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007. I do my best to report on the events in my life that I think will interest the folks who read here. However, this is your chance to tell me directly what stories you want to me to tell. Are you curious about some aspect of who I am? Did I leave out some pertinent detail about Norah? Are you curious about something I alluded to in passing? And Be There When I Feed the Tree. An answer to Mark's question about pot. An answer to Simon's question about nose rings. Posted by Moksha Gren.
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Tales of an Impish Gren: Conversations with Norah
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Friday, August 28, 2009. Said as she spills her water, slops spaghetti on her shirt, or if I do any of the same. She has become very wise in her acceptance that upsetting things do, indeed “happen sometimes.”. Yes Yes she is. This statement is most often joyously declared as she puts her underwear on her head, intentionally sings a song lyric incorrectly, pretends to be a dog darting between our feet as we try to set the table for dinner, or other such activities that she finds fantastically absurd.
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Tales of an Impish Gren: June 2008
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Monday, June 30, 2008. Friday the 13th - Chapter 1: Can't You Smell That Smell? I usually like to write about current events. What I did last night. That funny thing someone said this weekend. However, given that I’m about a month behind on my posting due to massive (but mostly good) upheavals in my life, I’ll instead cherry pick some of my favorite events from the past month. I’ll start with the day of Friday the 13th. Chapter 1: Can’t Ya Smell That Smell? But, no one does…and neither did we. After he l...
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Tales of an Impish Gren: January 2009
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Monday, January 12, 2009. Reverend Gren's Holey Finger. The body’s ability to heal has always impressed and mesmerized me. Its ability to rebuild itself to a state that is almost indistinguishable from the pre-injury condition is just shy of magic to me. And something like this, this slow-motion restoration, gives me time to watch and wonder what will come next. My wife’s eyes pleaded and suddenly this project very much involved me. Fortunately, I was up to the task. Not only do I secretly enjoy a da...
