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Mama's Alphabet Soup: January 2015
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Thursday, January 22, 2015. The other sports are just sports. Baseball is a love. Bryant Gumbel, 1981. Football. Basketball. Soccer. Lots of sports in the headlines right now. Never a lack of something to watch for your average sports fan. It's only natural we turn off ESPN to watch the 18-hour Ken Burns. Before I met my husband, I barely knew a thing about baseball. Three strikes, you're out. Usually though, I'm fairly clueless. HOWEVER...
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: May 2015
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Tuesday, May 19, 2015. You graduated from high school yesterday. It's so weird, because you were just born yesterday. Your last seventeen years have stormed my brain these past few months as I've combed through pictures for the almighty graduation party. The picture-gathering turned out to be a fairly profound experience–something more than therapeutic, bordering on spiritual. Telling me being "brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble"?
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: March 2015
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Sunday, March 29, 2015. It seems we're always getting ready for something, aren't we? But really, I'm beginning to think, we're only really getting ready for one thing. Or, to be fair, our children's graduation. But I did have a plan. Everyone always tells you things like "enjoy the journey." I typically nod my head, thinking, yeah, kinda busy. Which is what I meant. She's been waiting to graduate for awhile now. Links to this post. Pina col...
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: Bird Brain and Nest Theory
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Monday, August 10, 2015. Bird Brain and Nest Theory. So the other day I went to throw the towels in the dryer. But when I looked in the washing machine, there wasn't one single piece of fabric to be fluffed. I had ran the cycle, but forgot to add the soiled linens. And I had just been discussing (boasting really) on our frugal use of detergent. Never mind I just wasted a whole bunch of water. Yeah I'm scattered lately. Ready to Take on World.
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: July 2014
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Sunday, July 27, 2014. Optima dies.prima fugit. Translation: "The best days are the first to flee.". This particular theme of Willa Cather's My Antonia struck me last weekend as I finished re-reading the novel on our trip to the Iowa Games. It was almost eerie. Best days of our li-i-ves. When all the festivities came to that screech of a halt, and we found ourselves on the ride back home, I noticed Cole's glum expression. Because I'm almost ...
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: August 2014
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Saturday, August 23, 2014. Can your Kids Butter Bread? I recently taught my son how to operate a can opener. He turns thirteen next week. Sometimes I question my parenting abilities. While I'm certain Cole could install a wireless network while simultaneously attaining Master Prestige on Call of Duty Ghost, I wonder what basics I've neglected in teaching.either of my children. Rumor has it Cole can't butter bread. I eventually figured it out.
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: Virtues of Vacationing at Home
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Friday, July 10, 2015. Virtues of Vacationing at Home. I'm on the last bit of a week's vacation, which was mostly spent in the luxury of a messy ranch-style home one mile south of Earling, Iowa. While I hate to boast, it was pretty sublime. Recreational activities in the form of hoops as Mama got made fun of for her alley oop assists on the 9 foot rim, only after proceeding to get her tail whipped at PIG.TOO MANY TIMES. Organizing my picture...
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: #smile
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Monday, August 3, 2015. In Seth McFarlane's award winning movie, A Million Ways to Die the West,. There's a rumor of a man (from Texas) who actually smiled for a photograph. Sobriety defined decorum in the Old West, apparently. Otherwise, you just might appear a lunatic. Imagine being skeptical of a smiler for the camera! In this age of photo bombs and selfies! Certainly, how good for times to have changed, allowing for folly and joy. Bubbly...
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: June 2014
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Sunday, June 29, 2014. Everyone said it. But deep down, I thought, not me though. So the time had come when 'soft' wanted to make its presence known. Tummy. Triceps. Muffin tops. Yesterday, I'm like twenty-something, fallaciously worried about my weight. Then I wake up and I'm in my forties! To–it's because they HAVE to.). Percy ponders the first hill. I'm thinking of getting a bumper sticker that says "2 Miles.") And what's more? Another pa...
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Mama's Alphabet Soup: October 2014
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Ramblings from a working mother with a penchant for scribbling. Saturday, October 18, 2014. How would you define the difference between arrogance and confidence? I recently was intrigued by a LinkedIn post by Beth Collins which explored the issue of accomplished women downplaying their success for fear of appearing conceited. There's probably not many out there (men and women alike) who haven't experienced this inner conflict to some degree. Not that big of deal. The judge must've been easy on me. Most p...