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Category: Books
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No, I'm not trying to give anyone advice here! (Those who know me would laugh! Especially Tom!) How to Be an American Housewife by Margaret Dilloway is the latest selection for the BlogHer Book Club. It's a story about forgiveness, perserverence, understanding, examining your life and following your dreams. All the things I love to write…
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The last two chapters of Dominique Browning's memoir Slow Love prove she's a talented writer. They're poetic, original, descriptive, wistful and hopeful. A true joy to read. However, if I hadn't promised to finish reading her memoir before writing this review for the BlogHer Book Club, I would have tossed it aside after the first few…
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1. Rain on my windshield! Before heading to Houston yesterday, I swung downtown to drop some things off for TG on campus, and I heard an unusual sound… raindrops on my car! And then it actually rained on me all the way to Smithville or LaGrange. It wasn't enough to wash the dust from…
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I totally lost track of this week. Until this weekend, nothing extraordinary happened, but even so, it felt crazy and I was exhausted without knowing exactly why! Our empty nest isn't so empty right now – TG is still home for the summer, along with the contents of her dorm room, currently in Transition-Limbo, tucked…
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This is the book that was the beginning of the end. Each evening for years and years, Daniel, TG and I would huddle around a book on the couch, taking the adventure together, a chapter at a time. I would read out loud, relishing the warmth of my two little ones cuddled up against me.…
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List-mode -noun A state of being wherein a moderately organized compulsive listmaker falls behind on things she needs to do, usually due to a weekend out of town with her girlfriends, and can't help but make more lists in a feeble attempt to get caught up without forgetting something important. 1. Sigh. 2. The weekend…
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Finding just what you've been looking for at a price you can afford on Craig's List. Tom must have realized I was never going to give up on my dream of a library. I'm sure he was just as tired of seeing dozens of boxes of books lining the downstairs walls as I was frustrated…