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Who Spilled the Milk?: March 2013
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Thursday, March 14, 2013. Fight or Flight/Going on a Bear Hunt. The other week my wife explained to me, a workshop she attended. The workshop essentially revolved around the natural body hormone - cortisol, and how the role for cortisol in our bodies has changed. Though it still pumps through our stressed bodies we aren't necessarily fighting for. Yes, cortisol is the cause for all my weight gain. Not much. We don't ...
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Who Spilled the Milk?: September 2013
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Tuesday, September 10, 2013. This green beyond nature? Summer sets. Minnesota turns yellow. With sunflowers and corn and canola and black eyed susans. Some in the fields, some in the garden, some along the highway downtown. Why then does my lawn look yellow as well, for yet another summer? Like a straw matted yard, crisp and dry, as if water from the spring had never come. Fall beckons. Minnesota turns. pumpkin? As a par...
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Who Spilled the Milk?: April 2013
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Wednesday, April 24, 2013. Overwhelming – with tuning bikes and practicing baseball and cleaning windows and tangled kites and avoiding potholes and budding trees with allergies. Winter coat, spring coat, winter coat, spring coat, no coat, winter coat, spring coat, no coat, spring coat, winter coat, spring coat, no coat, no coat, no coat. Location: Minneapolis, MN, USA. Friday, April 19, 2013. But, what is normal. Franti...
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Who Spilled the Milk?: February 2013
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Thursday, February 21, 2013. We have winter babies. As in, children that were born in the winter. When I awoke this morning from a rough night of sawing logs, sore and groggy and maybe not looking forward to moving too fast – I was thankful for these wintertime siblings, because they brighten even the coldest, darkest and snowiest of nights or days. Come April, we are almost at a loss – with what to do. From Ch...They ke...
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Who Spilled the Milk?: November 2012
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Thursday, November 22, 2012. Got Rolls and Pie". 8220;Got rolls and pie”, she text with fixed pleasure. Didn’t take seconds for his variable mind to wander. She thought of such sweetness, known prior from such forth-comings. Reflection from times past engaging and engorging on the satisfying warmth. His mind also set on sweet, from earlier encounters of engaging engorging. Location: Minneapolis, MN, USA. Each on the road.
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Who Spilled the Milk?: Doldrums
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Friday, August 30, 2013. 176;A part of the. And light, baffling winds, which sometimes prevent all progress for weeks; - so called by sailors. 176;the state of. A state of listlessness. According to Ninjawords.com). Doldrums ensnare and control via the disguise of calmness. There is nothing that makes a lasting splash or a gusty wind. Was the second grade teacher right? Location: Minneapolis, MN, USA. A Blog List of Lists.
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Who Spilled the Milk?: March 2015
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Friday, March 6, 2015. Faded Green Colored Plastic Coffee Cups. You know the face that someone makes when they take a sip of coffee. That inward, “brace yourself for something hot and bitter” mouth movement. The hand grips the cup, the cup comes up, it suddenly swoops inbound and that face happens and the coffee gets delivered. Magical. The hands start nimble, they grow calloused, then wrinkle. But, love always. The Base...
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Who Spilled the Milk?: That Sweet Spot
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Friday, August 23, 2013. On my head. Not the chicken pox scars created fresh from ancient scratch, but the pinkish colored mound (speed bump? Location: Minneapolis, MN, USA. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Blog List of Lists. Minneapolis volleyball players are latest to ‘take a knee’. The Mother of all Trips. Songs, stories, and memories at Capon Springs Resort. What do you save by not buying razors?
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Who Spilled the Milk?: Fish Bottom Dock
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Tuesday, August 13, 2013. Like the fish at the bottom of the dock, we wait. Hanging around, ready to pounce, but waiting – for better bait, for real bait, hungry for something but not sure what will be tossed down our way. What do we see? Or are we still the fisherman, hungering for a catch? Wondering when that right fish will come along – or if that right fish will take the bait? Is it the right bait?
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Who Spilled the Milk?: Beyond These Polar Palpitations
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Who Spilled the Milk? Somewhat ordinary reflections from a somewhat ordinary family. Friday, February 20, 2015. Beyond These Polar Palpitations. Is that cat depressed - is it evident in his eyes? No, but behold the eyes of the cat! The windows at this cat's domain have been closed for three, probably four, solid months now. There is no open screen to the outside world and no neighborly critter or creatures that come visit or snoop around the outer window sills. Luka, the cat. Somebody get out the yarn, s...
