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It's raining in Baltimore, baby...but everything else is the same: August 2015
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It's raining in Baltimore, baby.but everything else is the same. Monday, August 10, 2015. I’m at the beach where I’ve been lucky enough to go for the past three years, thanks to Maggie May Etheridge. No, not through her dollars or mad hook-ups, but for pointing me to a blog where I eventually met the blogger’s sister and then her friends and then, well, aren’t we all in this crazy thing together in our little blog-land? It was casual, and we all felt free to ask the hard things. Having a baby has been a ...
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It's raining in Baltimore, baby...but everything else is the same: March 2014
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It's raining in Baltimore, baby.but everything else is the same. Monday, March 24, 2014. Cups of tea I forget to drink. I also have a very tentative "offer" from another place that would come with relocation. Decisions will be made, and the world won't end. Lives won't be affected- only mine. And what does that matter? We were going back and forth, and I mentioned about how my sister's first reaction is "but won't you be bored. If you move away from DC? Thursday, March 6, 2014. Blowing in the wind. I was...
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ALL THIS TROUBLE: They've Never Been To The Zoo !?!?!?
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Saturday, February 25, 2012. They've Never Been To The Zoo! No, not until now. I enjoyed spending time with the kids and their friends. I'm just not a BIG fan of zoos. The hippie in me thinks "habitats" are depressing. The kids thought the flamingos were too smelly. Look how they lean. Sam did a great job on his first rock wall! Logan was never able to climb more than shoulder high. Sam was unsure at first but the lady helping them was on his side. She would yell, "You got this, Slim! And he DID get it!
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Stalking Sunsets: Favorite Posts
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Waxing a Life Philosophic. Another Fine Text You Got Me Into. The Little White Cloud. Willing To Lie About How We Met. Strike One - Meet Mr. Personality. Mr Dependable - The Answer is Blowing in the Wind. Mr Sunshine - Impervious but Not Impregnable. A Time to Die - Unraveling Addiction. Mama Bear, The Warrior Princess and The Narcissist (Part One). Gemini Heart Series - Soul Sisters. The Good Man Project - Where for art thou Grandpa? The Case of the Rear-Ender Offender. Visitors in the Night.
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ALL THIS TROUBLE: They Say You Can't Go Back
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Thursday, November 27, 2014. They Say You Can't Go Back. That's my maternal Great Grandfather and his father in the photo. Good lookin' dudes. The ladies aren't quite. This photo is great. November 30, 2014 at 8:35 AM. Im back, too. Now you again? March 16, 2015 at 5:27 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Deep South, United States. A bad attitude and negative outlook will ensure a crappy life. I don't want to live a crappy life. So I try to put some pep in my step and a little love in my heart. I had...
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Stalking Sunsets: February 2011
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Waxing a Life Philosophic. Wednesday, February 23, 2011. Saturday Morning Swim Switch. We walk into the steamy pool area of our local high school every Saturday morning with heavy winter gear; coats, hats, gloves, scarfs, boots and for my daughters, swim suits buried underneath those tantamount layers. It was an idea spawned from my obsessive compulsive need to make sure my girls never fear the water as I did/do. Well that, and the fact that their two best friends are competitive swimmers. I see these fa...
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Stalking Sunsets: December 2010
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Waxing a Life Philosophic. Thursday, December 30, 2010. How to Save a Life - Conclusion. I was then promptly escorted out by security with my cell phone evidence firmly in hand. Over the past month, I have seen a remarkable, if not revolutionary change in my son. Here is the main thing. But most of all. The smiles of a boy who finds joy and happiness in the everyday, mundane, silly life. Posted by Zen Mama. Links to this post. Mr Sunshine With a Chance of Pain. Wednesday, December 29, 2010. Only a handfu...
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Stalking Sunsets: August 2012
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Waxing a Life Philosophic. Friday, August 31, 2012. Tall, Tall, Tree House. My father was a handsome, ugly man. Who visited me in my dream last night. He tried to wish me well. To lead me to higher ground. He built a tree house in the sky. Miles and miles high. Enough to make the neighbor spirits gawk. And fold their arms while they pulled up a chair. To make sure they could see. When his beautiful, ugly duagher would come. To meet him there. Posted by Zen Mama. Links to this post. Tall, Tall, Tree House.
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Stalking Sunsets: Tall, Tall, Tree House
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Waxing a Life Philosophic. Friday, August 31, 2012. Tall, Tall, Tree House. My father was a handsome, ugly man. Who visited me in my dream last night. He tried to wish me well. To lead me to higher ground. He built a tree house in the sky. Miles and miles high. Enough to make the neighbor spirits gawk. And fold their arms while they pulled up a chair. To make sure they could see. When his beautiful, ugly duagher would come. To meet him there. Posted by Zen Mama. Labels: Broken Laws of Nature.
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Stalking Sunsets: October 2010
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Waxing a Life Philosophic. Saturday, October 30, 2010. Traces of fall remain but. I can smell the black, white. And gray that is winter. Yellow remains for hope,. And red for passion. This is me, for now. Posted by Zen Mama. Links to this post. Labels: Blogging is my Drug of Choice. Thursday, October 28, 2010. My Swan Song Sounds More Like Gurgling. The phrase " swan song. With too much time. Posted by Zen Mama. Links to this post. A Time to Die. Broken Laws of Nature. Dont Get Your Spanx in a Wad. I jus...
