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Ever have to go somewhere and you did not want to go for fear of running into someone? You thought or knew they would be there, and the last thing you wanted to do was see them? Even though you wanted to go to the place? I want to go to hell. Can’t go to
We have a new nanny, Pam, who does the Thursday-evening-Single-Dad-gets-to-go-out thing and every other Saturday. She is older, a bit discombobulated, but great with Pearlsky and all is good. I did not have my standing dinner date last night … the lovely, young, intelligent, gorgeous, red-head belly dancer teacher is out of the country for
I did not have a quotation about the subject I want to post about, so I found a quotation about quotations that intrigues me, hence the title to this post. A quote that I did find that does touch on the subject is this one, it is too long, and too obtuse, but I like
… a fellow blogger that you had some not so nice words with a few months ago writes you twice in one day to see if you are ok since you have not blogged in a while … and then also writes to offer words of support. Thanks, H. Actually, several of you have written
guilt /gɪlt/ noun the fact or state of having committed an offense, crime, violation, or wrong, especially against moral or penal law; culpability: He admitted his guilt. a feeling of responsibility or remorse for some offense, crime, wrong, etc., whether real or imagined. conduct involving the commission of such crimes, wrongs, etc.: to live a life of
I have told you that I personally know Kelly and Chris of Unlock The Secret Voice. I have told you, or should have, that she is an incredible woman and mother. Now I will tell you that this is unfortunate for all of us; I know I have learned from every post. Personally, I am
Anyone born in a place called “Moose Jaw” can’t be all bad. With apologies to Mr. Linkletter … I present to you the beginning of … Morons Say the Darndest Things God only puts on your plate what you can handle You are a better person because of your child Everything happens for a reason
Aphrodite writes to me, in part … I think I need to stop reading the f-ing disability blogs. Disability = Big Giant Bummer. I didn’t make the rules, and I really do think there might, might, be a reason these people are disabled and a reason we are their parents. Beyond that, science will improve