Monthly Archives: August, 2015

Back in Action

So… you know when you do something stupid and it’s just too embarrassing to admit, at least until you’ve fixed the problem?  Yah, I recently had one of those. For Valentine’s Day, Mr. C spoiled me rotten.  He bought me all sorts of wonderful gifts.  One of them was a recliner.  It’s absolutely perfect for …

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Definitions

Mr. C was bothered by something I have written a couple of times.  He didn’t like that I admit that I’m a snob.  After some discussion, it became clear that it was the definition of the word which had us hung up. I believed that this was the definition: a person who believes that their …

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Kohlrabi

Those of you who have been following my blog know that I have grown my own produce this year, with varying success.  This is today’s harvest: I have yet to harvest any pumpkins or brussels sprouts (totally okay with that at this point – it’s still early), the watermelon is about the size of a …

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Fight Song

The other morning, I had written a complete blog.  I was so pleased with it.  I got to the last paragraph, hit the wrong button, and the entire thing disappeared.  I couldn’t yell at the computer because Mr. C was still sleeping, but I was frustrated!  I might try to re-write it in the next …

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Gender Confusion

I have a family member (he married into our family) who is… how do I put this nicely?  …  A close-minded, ignorant hick.  I’m kinda embarrassed to be related to him.  I can use the marriage thing to explain it, right?  I can tolerate his wife’s preaching about how great God is and all because …

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Antiquated

So, there have been a lot of changes since moving in with Mr. C.  A lot of them have to do with my surroundings.  Nothing’s open all night (except Shari’s, but I don’t think that counts), all of the stores are smaller and therefor limited (my JoAnns Craft Store is pathetic!), and nobody is in …

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Damned Body Wash!

Y’all remember Mr. Cuddles, right?  Well over a year ago, he was my flavor of the month (FWB.)  It was starting to feel like more than FWB, but I never allowed it to go there because that was the arrangement on what we had agreed.  It was because of that very reason that we ended. …

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Quilcene Village Store

Yesterday, I went on a hike with my mom and sister (a fairly common occurrence).  We stopped at the same ranger station we’ve stopped at a dozen times this summer to get assistance of some sort.  As we were leaving, we asked if there was a bakery in the area.  She told us about the …

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