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Rebecca Pi: The Hunt for the Perfect Location

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Saturday, June 25, 2011. The Hunt for the Perfect Location. I will be moving soon, to an as-yet-undisclosed (and undiscovered) location. What am I hopping for? Perfection. That's it. Not much, really. Only one word. 10 letters. But, perhaps I should be more specific. What is perfection in a living location? Low cost of living. Not Too far from my family members at BYU. Lots of trees, no billboards. Think of the mama duck (I think it's a duck) on Bambi. I think it's Bambi. Fun Stuff to Do. Is big on my li...

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Rebecca Pi: March 2011

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Tuesday, March 29, 2011. What Runs 'Round in my Head. Surgery is rescheduled for April 4. Did I mention that already? Naomi and Bethany are downstairs watching “Flipped” while Peter is upstairs practicing the violin and crying because he’s not watching the movie. Am I just mean? I don’t feel sorry for him. Am I supposed to? Instead of doing his school list today, while I was at the doctor he was on the phone- for almost an hour. Peter is grounded from the phone. And has been for several weeks. My childre...

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Rebecca Pi: February 2010

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Thursday, February 18, 2010. You'd think, after almost no sleep for a couple of days, and driving for 12 hours straight today, that I would be exhausted enough to sleep.  But no. I lie awake in the dark hotel room, alternately closing my eyes and staring at the patterns of light made by the gaps in the curtains and wondering why my brain won't shut off.  . And then thinking, of course my brain won't shut off.  Did I really wonder that? 160;What a stupid question.  (sigh)  It's 12:13 am. Finally, I get up...

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Rebecca Pi: New Chapters

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Friday, November 25, 2011. Chapters in many of my favorite books end with cliffhangers. The police kick down the door and rush in. She opens the mailbox to find, not the bills she expected, but a note from him! The pirates tie the blindfold over his eyes and push him onto the plank, as the cabin boy throws off his mask and shouts, "Not so fast! I'm supposed to put down the book and go clean my room. But in my life, chapters don't end. With cliffhangers, they begin with them. And a new chapter begins.

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Rebecca Pi: What's Up?

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Tuesday, June 14, 2011. People have been asking what's up in my life lately, and. well. frankly I don't have time to answer all of them because of what's up in my life lately. So, a quick blog post will have to do. I turned on my computer tonight and found an email from my attorney that read, "You're divorced! I stared at it for several minutes wondering if I was going to feel anything. Apparently not. But now you all know. What else has been going on? Posted by Rebecca =). June 15, 2011 at 5:17 AM.

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Rebecca Pi: Yes, but-

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Wednesday, June 15, 2011. What if I look under the bed. To make sure they are only figments of my imagination. And they leap out. Splitting my ears with their roars. Tearing my face with their claws. On the bedroom carpet. Posted by Rebecca =). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the Front Yard. Sunset on the Water. Sunset in South Carolina. Grandpa and Peter shoveling snow. Naomi planning her attack. Bethany smiling in the snow. Three kids on their violins. Swirls of Purple and Bethany. Did I Miss An...

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Rebecca Pi: April 2011

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Monday, April 25, 2011. I was doing it again. Telling myself I'd fill up the car after one more errand. And then forgetting. Again. I pulled into the garage and realized I'd have to get gas before I went to get my mom from the airport. There was no way I'd make it there and back. The Out-of-Gas light had been on for almost 2 days. Why had I not filled up? And now I was expecting God to bail me out? Yes, pretty much. At least I was hoping He might. I got to the hill saying, "Come on! Please let me make it!

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Rebecca Pi: August 2010

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Thursday, August 26, 2010. Wild Hat in the LoC. A while ago I was in the Library of Congress and noticed- I could hardly not. I went to use the restroom, and when I came out of the stall, there she was, horrific hat and all, washing her hands. I decided I would speak to her. I couldn't say I liked her hat- that would be too blatant a lie. I decided on, "Your hat is so interesting! Which was very, very true. But, as I opened my mouth to speak. I think there is somewhere else you should check! Sunset in So...

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Rebecca Pi: May 2011

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Wednesday, May 4, 2011. Recovering from Surgery and some Serious Misconceptions. Yesterday I stood up and s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d! My arms, my legs, and even my ABS! The sheer elasticity of it all! Oh yes- recovery is good. It's been a long time coming. Frankly, I didn't believe my doctors when they said, "six weeks for recovery." I mean really. Who takes. I went into this thinking I'd take no pain meds. Then I woke up after surgery. My first thought: Ow. My second thought: Oh! My third thought: HOLY COW!

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Rebecca Pi: Solid Ground

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Wednesday, June 15, 2011. Stepping onto the shore. After a day on the lake. But after a night on the sea. I fall to my knees. Clutch the grass in my hands. Press my face to the dirt. And thank Almighty God. Greater than I could have imagined. Posted by Rebecca =). June 18, 2011 at 1:13 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the Front Yard. Sunset on the Water. Sunset in South Carolina. Grandpa and Peter shoveling snow. Naomi planning her attack. Bethany smiling in the snow. Three kids on their violins.