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August 4, 2007
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His Fondest Wish

His Fondest Wish
My 7 year old wanted to tell me a secret the other day. It was after lunch and we were the only ones left at the table. I told him to go ahead. But he looked unsure. Finally, he decided that it would be okay to tell me. Do you know what he told me? He said, “Mom, sometime, I would really like to visit an alley.” An alley. Not the bowling kind, either. I think that this has something to do with spiderman but I’m not sure. So now when we’re driving around he has started pointing out promising alleys for visiting. He is a little strange.

I live with interesting folks.

August 4, 2007
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His Fondest Wish

His Fondest Wish
My 7 year old wanted to tell me a secret the other day. It was after lunch and we were the only ones left at the table. I told him to go ahead. But he looked unsure. Finally, he decided that it would be okay to tell me. Do you know what he told me? He said, “Mom, sometime, I would really like to visit an alley.” An alley. Not the bowling kind, either. I think that this has something to do with spiderman but I’m not sure. So now when we’re driving around he has started pointing out promising alleys for visiting. He is a little strange.

I live with interesting folks.

August 4, 2007
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His Fondest Wish

His Fondest Wish
My 7 year old wanted to tell me a secret the other day. It was after lunch and we were the only ones left at the table. I told him to go ahead. But he looked unsure. Finally, he decided that it would be okay to tell me. Do you know what he told me? He said, “Mom, sometime, I would really like to visit an alley.” An alley. Not the bowling kind, either. I think that this has something to do with spiderman but I’m not sure. So now when we’re driving around he has started pointing out promising alleys for visiting. He is a little strange.

I live with interesting folks.

August 3, 2007
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Groceries

Groceries
What do you always have on your grocery list? It seems like my list always starts with the same items. Yesterday, I bought groceries and these things topped my list.

1. beer
2. coffee
3. chocolate
4. fruit
5. bread
6. eggs
7. peanut butter
8. cheese
9. milk
10. ice cream

I mean, what else do you really need? The first 3 items alone really make me happy. I’m joking — kind of. Anyway, this got me wondering. What do you usually have on your grocery list?

*Most folks would say that this blog entry falls into the “no one wants to know what you had for lunch” area of the mundane. However, I really am interested in what people buy at the store.

August 3, 2007
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Groceries

Groceries
What do you always have on your grocery list? It seems like my list always starts with the same items. Yesterday, I bought groceries and these things topped my list.

1. beer
2. coffee
3. chocolate
4. fruit
5. bread
6. eggs
7. peanut butter
8. cheese
9. milk
10. ice cream

I mean, what else do you really need? The first 3 items alone really make me happy. I’m joking — kind of. Anyway, this got me wondering. What do you usually have on your grocery list?

*Most folks would say that this blog entry falls into the “no one wants to know what you had for lunch” area of the mundane. However, I really am interested in what people buy at the store.

August 3, 2007
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Groceries

Groceries
What do you always have on your grocery list? It seems like my list always starts with the same items. Yesterday, I bought groceries and these things topped my list.

1. beer
2. coffee
3. chocolate
4. fruit
5. bread
6. eggs
7. peanut butter
8. cheese
9. milk
10. ice cream

I mean, what else do you really need? The first 3 items alone really make me happy. I’m joking — kind of. Anyway, this got me wondering. What do you usually have on your grocery list?

*Most folks would say that this blog entry falls into the “no one wants to know what you had for lunch” area of the mundane. However, I really am interested in what people buy at the store.

August 2, 2007
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Miss Liz, the President

Miss Liz, the President
I’ve written here before about Miss Liz, our longtime neighbor and friend. She lived in the apartment next to ours for 10 years. A little over a year and a half ago, she had some heart attacks followed by surgery and was in and out of the hospital many times over the next few months. By the Easter following the December in which she had her first heart attacks, I thought that she was going to die. I distinctly remember going to see her and realizing that she didn’t know who I was. She was just like a shell of her former vivacious self and I wasn’t sure that we’d see her ever recover. Her family decided to move her to a nursing home in their area and we said good-bye not knowing how we would find her when we were able to visit.

You can imagine our surprise and delight in finding her vastly improved physically and mentally when we visited her a few months after she moved to the nursing home. What is more — she had her sparkly personality back. It seemed like a miracle.

So, she has had a year to get to know everyone there and guess what? She is now president of the resident’s association at that nursing home. Her first item of business was to get cable TV. Anyone who knows her will know how appropriate that is! Miss Liz the president, crusading for cable TV. It makes me smile just to think of it.