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If My Life Were A Book: 1992
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Tuesday, June 17, 2014. It's late and I'm tired and this particular post tends to bounce all over the place. Good luck. The year was 1992. My hair was short. My glasses big. My dreams way out there. I was freshly arrived at my new duty station and ready to show the parents my new world. My grandma even made the trip to see me and my new digs. Thinking back on it now, there was no way in h-e-double-hockey-stick that I even remotely. And selfies ...
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If My Life Were A Book: August 2014
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Saturday, August 2, 2014. Well, we're gonna go ahead and knock a few things out of the way. I've got a stack of school work and lesson plans and bills to work my way through and anyone who properly knows me understands that the key to procrastination is taking care of things now. That could be taken care of later. Or something like that. When I meet a wind I cannot fight,. I can do naught but set my sails. To let it take me where it will. All t...
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If My Life Were A Book: My Undoing
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Sunday, May 31, 2015. Few things in life drive me crazy. I mean, I'm relatively a calm person. I don't get overly anxious. I don't do drama (unless you count that stint in the eighth grade). I pretty much keep it simple. This fly, however. This hovering, buzzing, teasing fly is going to drive me INSANE. This fly, people, has got to go DOWN. Is this all you've got? But then, that might make you rethink my opening remarks. June 1, 2015 at 6:05 AM.
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If My Life Were A Book: August 2015
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Sunday, August 23, 2015. My mom and I have this thing going as we trudge through the first year without my dad. We'll talk about things we need to do, things that would have us moving forward, and just when we think that it finally. Might be the day to do this or do that. we simply say,. Nope, not today. That day will come. So why are they still in my car? Nope, not today. Why am I wedged in this do-nothing zone about suits. I remember getting ...
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If My Life Were A Book: March 2015
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Sunday, March 8, 2015. Ode to the Waffle House. The time has changed. The clock dutifully adjusted. This is the day of springing forward. and a whole lot of people grumbling. I, for one, have never really minded the whole clock-changing thing. After all, it's just time,. And an hour at that. We humans have a knack for whittling away an hour on a daily basis. Mindless gossip after church on Sunday. On the leadership style that trains this kind o...
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If My Life Were A Book: In A World Of Wi-Fi
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Monday, June 15, 2015. In A World Of Wi-Fi. Between trying to figure out this blasted Windows 8 and Office365, I am nearing the edge of pure madness. I do not handle change well. Let me rephrase that. I do not handle unnecessary. There is a difference. I have papers to write, deadlines to meet, and a headache from all the nonsense my computer screen is throwing at me. Seriously. Can't we all just get along? I mean, I know my laptop can't hear.
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If My Life Were A Book: Speechless
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Thursday, August 13, 2015. I'm the kind of person who does not mess with bowls when it comes to ice cream. The carton and a spoon is all that's needed to make the experience unique. I pride myself on being able to simply take a few bites (as in about fifteen) before sighing happily and pushing the sweetness away. It takes talent, I know. It's almost been a year. Taken during a visit soon after I moved away. We were going to church. You cant jud...
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If My Life Were A Book: February 2015
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Thursday, February 12, 2015. Read At Your Own Risk (which means "avoid at all costs"if you're feeling good about love right now). It's that time of the year with the red and the pink and the flowers and the chocolate and all the other stuff (have you seen that stupid. Huge teddy bear for sale on television that the ladies are lovin' on in a creepy sort of way? As if we needed reminders. How do I really. So everybody can see. I'm a girl. I'm...
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If My Life Were A Book: November 2014
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If My Life Were A Book. Telling my story one post at a time. Saturday, November 29, 2014. Normally the unveiling of the Santa under the tree would be a momentous occasion for our family. A cause for a phone call made for the sole purpose of taunting his former owner. A sight that would officially ring in the Christmas season for this particular household. Today, or yesterday if we want to be exact, his rosy cheeks only made me cry. At least we'll have Christmas. But then the tree was up. The youngest dec...
