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My Life In A Nutshell: Flavor trumps appearances
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My Life In A Nutshell. Tuesday, March 3, 2015. I felt a little foolish to be so carelessly seduced by a photograph. The waffle iron was returned to its place in the cabinet and I studied the remaining batter in the metal mixing bowl, wondering what to do with it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Me in a Nutshell. View my complete profile. A picture is worth a THOUSAND words. The Wind is Southerly. For My Dad, Who Loved October. Los Alamos County Views.
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My Life In A Nutshell: Multiplying New Yorkers
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My Life In A Nutshell. Monday, June 8, 2015. One of many stacks of the magazines. They've sprouted all over the place like mushrooms. There are stacks of them in my living room, second bedroom and even in my cubicle at work. The New Yorker. Is without a doubt my favorite magazine; poorly written articles do not exist between its covers and there has never, ever been a bad issue. Despite my devotion to this publication, I am not speedy with reading my New Yorker. Magazines just rose and rose. It is hardly...
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My Life In A Nutshell: It's in our genes to clean
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My Life In A Nutshell. Saturday, April 25, 2015. It's in our genes to clean. This photo documents the first time I used my push broom in my garage. Gotta admit, it does look a lot better swept. I consider myself fastidious about cleanliness. Others might refer to it as an annoying compulsion but however you look at, I figured it was a trait unique to me. After this morning, however, I am beginning to reconsider. I might have inherited "the need to clean gene" from my father. As I watched my father meticu...
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My Life In A Nutshell: August 2015
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My Life In A Nutshell. Wednesday, August 26, 2015. Never trust a manual. Manuals are tricky things. The pictures and text make everything seem so simple; whatever these instructions are describing- building a bookshelf or assembling a ceiling fan-they convince you that the process will be seamless and a total breeze. Sunday, August 9, 2015. Getting critique by a teenage lifeguard. Logic no longer seems to matter when, at 8 pm in a grocery store parking lot, you are crouched by a 6-year-old who refuses to...
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My Life In A Nutshell: September 2014
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My Life In A Nutshell. Saturday, September 20, 2014. An edible work of art. The art of pasta making. At first glance the contraption looked similar to one of those play-doh toys. You know, you turned the crank and the play doh would be pushed out of a spout in thick strings of different shapes. That's what my parents' pasta machine reminded me of when I first saw it. Turns out pasta-making is more than child's play; it is an art form. Niece and nephews create pasta was during my birthday party last week&...
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My Life In A Nutshell: The thrill of creating art
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My Life In A Nutshell. Saturday, May 23, 2015. The thrill of creating art. Unfortunately, I don't have a picture of Kim and her son from last weekend's recital. In fact, this picture came from the Los Alamos Daily Post's archives but I like how it shows DALA dancers having a good time dancing away. Creating a piece of art is a truly wonderful thrill. The only thing better is to share your creation with other people. Although Kim continues to dance and teach ballet, she hasn't choreographed many performan...
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My Life In A Nutshell: A chance in the limelight
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My Life In A Nutshell. Wednesday, April 1, 2015. A chance in the limelight. At age 6 and with legs the width of popsicle sticks, Colin may not appear to be your typical wrestler. You should not, however, underestimate him. He has agility and quickness and with two older siblings, Colin is experienced with taking hits, throws, stumbles and tumbles. The boy can roll with the punches. Whatever the reason, it was a joy to see him look so happy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Me in a Nutshell. Picture Wi...
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My Life In A Nutshell: June 2015
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My Life In A Nutshell. Monday, June 8, 2015. One of many stacks of the magazines. They've sprouted all over the place like mushrooms. There are stacks of them in my living room, second bedroom and even in my cubicle at work. The New Yorker. Is without a doubt my favorite magazine; poorly written articles do not exist between its covers and there has never, ever been a bad issue. Despite my devotion to this publication, I am not speedy with reading my New Yorker. Magazines just rose and rose. It is hardly...
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My Life In A Nutshell: July 2015
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My Life In A Nutshell. Saturday, July 11, 2015. Dinner with the family. The family get-together on July 4. Sunday night dinners are a family affair. I head over to my parents' house and find them hurrying around the kitchen. Sometimes my father is patiently tending to meat on his grill or my mother is chopping vegetables on her butcher block island. We sit at the table and clink our wine glasses to ensure a good week is just around the corner. From the backyard, it is not the clucking of chickens or whir...
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My Life In A Nutshell: August 2014
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My Life In A Nutshell. Monday, August 11, 2014. There is a fix to everything. The power of Shout! To me, messes can not be ignored. They irritatingly taunt me and the only remedy is to halt everything else and vigorously wipe that mess away. My response to messes are a source of humor in my family. I have earned the reputation of being completely unable to let a smear of dirt, a spray of dust or a streak of dingy residue got unnoticed or untouched. Except when we were at the park my youngest nephew and n...
