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Oddington Bear: August 2008
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Thursday, August 28, 2008. Thing is, if I make it through another month of working for myself as a tutor/consultant/coach thing, I will have been at it for longer than I have stayed at anything else yet. It occurred to me a couple of months ago that it might be worth sticking with it just one more year, or even half-year, just to find out what it's like to be doing something for more than two years. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Labels Being for Jars.
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Oddington Bear: April 2009
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Friday, April 10, 2009. I'm just sitting here minding my own business when suddenly the whole house starts to heave. This is a considerable accomplishment on the part of the washing machine given that it's a four-family house. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Labels Being for Jars.
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Oddington Bear: February 2008
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Wednesday, February 20, 2008. I wasn't even sure how to spell it, but tonight dawned (can night dawn? Then I went off to a writers group meeting, where I learned that we were to expect an eclipse tonight. When it started to happen, everyone scrambled for the couch to look out and up at it. I waited. Don't you care about the moon? They prodded. It's beautiful! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Labels Being for Jars.
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Oddington Bear: March 2008
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Sunday, March 30, 2008. I feel like there's lots to be optimistic about today, or maybe just plain happy. First of all, we got a free rotisserie chicken, compliments of the Sunrise Guide. We were planning to make yogurt today, a process I finally learned from Lily. On Friday I took the bus to work, in observance of Portland Green Streets. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Labels Being for Jars.
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Oddington Bear: September 2008
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008. Lessons from a Certain Kind of Landlord. You've gotta hand it to our landlord. He is so consistent. He consistently consistently consistently disagrees with me about what constitutes necessary maintenance. Take, for example, the lock on the door to the front building, just inside of which our bikes are stored, and slightly farther inside of which, I might also add, three other tenants are stored. (Our apartment is accessed via a different door.). Thursday, September 11, 2008.
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Knitguy: December 2007
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Adventures in knitting while studying abroad in Vienna. Saturday, December 29, 2007. I got back from Krakow on Thursday afternoon and while I didn't take a whole lot of pictures of Krakow itself we cooked a lot and, thus, that is what I took pictures of. Most of that is from Christmas Eve dinner. The menu was:. Fried Carp (breaded and un-breaded). Crepes (with a number of topics. The next morning Aurora and I got up early to make breakfast for Annie and Sarah (who is visiting me in 6 and a half hours!
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The Blank Slate: Running Part 1
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Tuesday, September 9, 2008. I've been running all day every day for at least the last four years and really as long as I can remember. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Little birdie on your shoulder. Blogs I visit and envy.perhaps. Labels are for Jars. Greenward on Mass. Ave. Photo Session with Sara Sun. View my complete profile.
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The Blank Slate: November 2008
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Tuesday, November 18, 2008. We all have our places where we can go either figuratively or literally to feel safe. For some of us it is a place that's easily accessible and we live our day primarily in a safe place whereas for others it's only a state of mind or a brief moment that is not easy to get to. I am writing from a place of privilege. I'm a minority.
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The Blank Slate: December 2007
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Friday, December 28, 2007. What is a holiday? So we're in New York for "the holidays" and for a myriad of reasons I cringe every time I hear that term. When Isabelle awoke and Henry and I joined her in the studio, she looked at the tree and raised a concern. "Mom, why aren't they all under. In the dictionary a holiday is: noun. So next time you wish someone well...
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The Blank Slate: January 2009
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Friday, January 2, 2009. It has the word free in it so it must be good. There's nothing like feeling free. Freedom. My lovely Janis Joplin always sang, "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose." Even put that way it must be good. Luckily, I'm able to really enjoy and appreciate the time I spend writing and I haven't quite begun freelance writing yet.