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Pumpkin Pie, Here I Come!
It’s one of my favorite times of the year. We went up to camp this weekend. When the remnants of Hurricane Ike came through here, it was still packing quite a wallop in the wind category, and for almost two weeks, the entire area was withou...
Hot Off The Press: Coming Soon!
The new job is awesome. It’s weird. I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop, but so far, things couldn’t be better. One of the big things I have to do is restore some respect for our student-run campus newspaper. Over the past th...
Looking Up?
I hate ceilings. They block my view of the beautiful sky, hold in stale air, and generally interfere with my creative juices. Oh, sure, they serve as places to nail down the floors for the folks upstairs if you’re not on top and make heating ...
The Old College Try?
I forgot to tell you all about my trip to school on Tuesday. I still don’t have the keys to my office and the newsroom yet, but I guess it’s not all that surprising since my contract doesn’t officially take effect until August 16th....
OK, Now I’m Mad.
At myself, that is. I spent all day yesterday with my nose buried in books, calendars, and the laptop, working like a little trooper on developing three syllabi for most of the new classes I’ll be teaching this fall. Now, when I put together a ...
Still Here — Sort Of!
Hi. I haven’t been around here much lately, largely because I’ve been running around like the proverbial headless chicken trying to get ready for my new job while keeping up with the current one. It’s been nuts. I figured you all ...
When Did We Get Grass?
What a busy day Friday turned out to be! Between grocery shopping, finishing up some laundry, and a few other chores, BJ and I found both the time and the desire to clean up the yard a little bit. There was some shrub pruning, 600 pounds of top soi...
I Wanna Go Outside And Play
It’s time to stop whining about the weather and get outside to play a little bit. This afternoon, BJ and I went out to work on getting the garden ready to plant. We have a small raised bed that’s separated from the yard with three or fo...
The First Cut Is The Hardest
Have you ever noticed how events occur in groups of threes? At least that’s the way it’s always been in my family. Births and deaths are the big ones, of course, but everything seems to come as a set of triplets. This time, it’s ...
The Pavers Are Here!
It was a serious case of “you can’t get there from here.” The little community we live in does a nice job of maintaining the infrastructure overall. Every household in the village pays ten bucks a month for things like snow remova...
Anti-Gravity Devices, Anyone?
Sometimes I get myself into interesting but frustrating situations. This is one of those times. The quartet just bought an awesome CD player with two decks, pitch control, and lots of other bells and whistles. It’s exactly what we’ve be...
Death & Taxes?
Tuesday should have been a big day, but it’s not turning out exactly as planned. The doc cleared BJ to return to work as of February 19, exactly 12 weeks after the rotator cuff surgery. We were so excited about the healing as well as the retur...
Caring By Sharing
As the Good Book says, it’s more blessed to give than to receive. As we all run around like crazy people getting ready for the Holiday, please take a moment to remember the folks in your community who are more worried about a hot meal and a war...
Sugar And Spice
Since BJ and I are both on Injured Reserve right now, we’re trying hard to be creative with our holiday gift giving this year. I’ve never been one to buy savings bonds or life insurance for kids anyway; most years, I try to shop at the gr...
Make Me A Hero!
As you may (or may not!) already know, I’m the youngest of five children. Two girls, then two boys, then me. I guess I’m the tiebreaker. Anyway, it’s kind of a funny story. My older sister Ruth had a three-year-old when I ...
