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Category: Family
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Frankie pecked at the door this morning – "where the heck are you?" – pulling me away from my writing and out for our morning walk, later than normal. I was entangled with words and story, reluctant to stop, unaware of the time. The sun was already up above the hill, the hollow full of…
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Before I get into the dam update, I have to say this has been an absolutely beautiful, yet very prayerful, day. It rained all night, but when it came time to walk the critters, the dark clouds were packing up and blue sky was peeking through. Before too long, the sun had taken charge of the…
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This was a gift from Kirby, my almost-daughter. We (as in Tom) finally took it off the kitchen counter and securely attached it to a post in front of the house. We're officially a "Guinea" house. Once upon a time, there were two. Remembering Ruthie…
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I just hung up from talking to Tommy, my oldest that lives and works near Dallas. I rarely get to see him or talk to him. He's never been much of a phone-talker, but now, as a transportation broker, he has to spend hours on the phone at work. So I hesitate to call him -…
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It is an absolutely gorgeous day in Texas, the end of an absolutely gorgeous weekend. Perfect temperatures, clear blue skies, flowers blooming, dragonflies buzzing…. I've spent a weekend surrounded by friends, experiencing new places, food and drink…cheering, laughing, hugging. And it hasn't stopped yet… We snagged Daniel from his apartment late last night – he…
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…birthdays, seeing my kids (2 out of 3, anyway), beautiful sunsets, yellow and purple flowers, sunshine, ping-pong, Dirty Dancing and sore muscles… Yes, sore muscles. I've been wanting to rev up my work-out, but couldn't afford a personal trainer. Thanks to Self.com, I started a new, more intense, work-out this week, and for the first time…
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A father's birthday celebration. A sick child. I was in limbo. The critters were fed, bills were paid, I was showered and dressed, ready to hit the road to Pasadena, but I just couldn't go out the door. Although the child is technically an adult, not living at home and there was really nothing I could do, for some…
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It's a soft morning…muted sunshine, a sky swirling in faded blues, pinks and grays, a whispering breeze that's not too warm, not too cold. My walk was quiet – just light birdsong, puppies panting and our mingled footsteps padding along the wet sand of our road. (Frankie has opted out of our morning walks lately…
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Plans for the weekend: Friday night - celebrate anniversary with TomSaturday – UT vs. UTEP game with Mary Kay and Joe; write; clean off desk; attend Lagopalooza fundraiser and, if time, catch Linton Mancilla at True GritsSunday – early Mass; grocery store; work-out; write Reality of the weekend: Friday night: celebrated anniversary with TomSaturday –UT vs.…
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