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Category: Call me mom
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The last home we bought (and later sold) was a foreclosure. We first lost it in an open HUD auction, but later won it by sealed bid.The home had been stripped of everything that could be removed – light fixtures, switch-plates, you name it. Even the carpet was ripped up in most of the house. …
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Last night I spent hours with a camera around my neck, stalking guests at the local Women's Club fundraising gala. Now, mind you, it's pretty standard for me to have my camera hanging around my neck at any function I attend…well, anywhere I go… but last night was different: instead of complaining about me taking…
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Tuesday I drove to Houston for a reunion of the DuPont Deer Park Old Farts Club, an exclusive group of people who helped start-up the DuPont Syngas/Methanol plant and worked there in its infancy. I was part of the second group of plant technicians to be hired (#43) in November of 1978, when the plant…
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Let's just say… I found this card in my mailbox yesterday. Inside it says "Hang in there, girlfriend," with a sweet note of encouragement from my friend Rae. She knows me, she knows my mom, and she knew this transition wouldn't be without some bumps. It's perfect and made me smile. Thank you,…
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1. "Knock and the door will open." One of my dearest friends dropped by to see me and my mom on Monday before we headed back to Austin. She gave me this cross made from driftwood gathered on a Galveston beach (where we spent many summers together!) She's such a gifted artist in…
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I was on the road early Monday morning with TG, heading east to Houston. We gathered my mom's belongings from the nursing home, spent a few hours at the house gathering more things and visiting with my sister and friends before loading up and heading west into the sunset, back to Austin to…
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Tomorrow is going to be a day of transition, of goodbyes and new beginnings. I'm traveling to Houston and bringing my mother back here to live in a nursing home minutes from my house. Except for occasional weekends in her house – my childhood home – she has been living in a nursing home near…
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1. Last year I took my kids to see The Hobbit right before Christmas. We loved it so much, we decided to make it a Christmas tradition by seeing Part 2, "The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug", last night. Our consensus? It sucked…and I don't use that word often or lightly. I was…
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