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Yam Slam: A Game Review
It seems that lots of my favorite games are created by a company called Blue Orange. I don’t know who those guys are but I guess I like what they do. I should tell them I guess. But – first – I’ll just tell you. Yam Slam. This little game has been on the shelf for a while. On a…
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Five Finds Friday (five)
FUNNY The kids have really been enjoying taking photos lately. And I keep finding gems like this on my phone: FASHIONABLE I know I am partial to this model – but you guys, isn’t she the cutest? She’s modeling this terrific and surprisingly bouncy scarf made by my talented friend at Phoebeflock. And it’s a perfect stocking stuffer, hand…
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Above the Waterfall: A Book Review
Back in the old days of Virginia living, I attended a conference where I listened to my favorite Appalachian writers. Lee Smith. Sharyn McCrumb. Then I found myself in a room listening to a new-to-me writer. Ron Rash. And I liked him right away. He was a South Carolina man then but his words were pure home to me. Heavy…
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december comes in with a twinkle
You guys. I am tired. But I want to stay up late and sit in my living room with all the twinkly lights and The Quiet because it is just the coziest at Christmas. Today we cut our Christmas tree down from a field and put it back up in our house adorned with memories and ornaments from all the…
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motivation. can you locate it?
a little this, a little that
an apology/not an apology
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dear singing son ….
Dear Wilde Fox of an Otto, I held your hand while falling asleep in bed beside you. My left hand in your right hand. It was neither comfortable nor convenient. Criss crossed and upside down (because you prefer the right thumb to suck at night). But I never let go because I didn’t want to. My son. I carried you…
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giving thanks.
Allow me to give thanks for the weekend of Thanksgiving: A cabin on a lake with my brother and my sister-in-law and my nephews and my father and my sister-in-law’s family as well. Seemingly endless bags of homemade peanut butter fudge and peppermint patties. Loads and lots and tons of fishing time for my two fishing-crazed sons. A game of…
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try ePantry (there’s a free candle and a discount in it for you)
And so, just like that, Thanksgiving has arrived. I am planning to back slowly away from the screen and turn toward Yahtzee and Pit (have you guys ever played that one?) and coloring books and blank notebooks and answering yes when the kids say, Want to draw? Want to fish? Want to bake? Want to eat? Want to cuddle? (Especially…
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Look Homeward Angel: A Book Review
You know my reading routine? Fiction. Fiction. Non Fiction. Classic. And repeat. I picked Look Homeward Angel by Thomas Wolfe as my classic choice. He’s a local(ish) author from Asheville and he’s a classic that I avoided somehow throughout my illustrious college career. I’m not even certain if this will count as a valid book review, but hey – this…
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initiative & love
I don’t know if we switched up his dog food or if he just had some freakish gut issue for a day or two, but last week our boy Ryder had some serious doggie diarrhea. (You know, I’ve written about kid poop and vomit and all the kinds of disgusting, why not dog diarrhea – eh?) It was so bad…
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Five Finds Friday (four.)
FUNNY Looking forward to the delicious treats that are being prepped for Thanksgiving, Otto had a unique (and admittedly a tiny bit bizarre) response. When he saw a tray full of homemade peppermint patties, he exclaimed, “That makes me so happy I’m going to toot!” FASHIONABLE I mean, I don’t want to just keep endlessly talking about all the…
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i’ve got you covered.
Travel weary and ready for lunch, my straggly gang and I waited in the line at Chick-fil-A. Four hours of driving behind us. Three hours of driving in front of us. An irritated older gentleman pushed right around us to reach the cashier asking who was next. His exagerated sighs told me he was probably a lot more concerned about…
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listen.
We were walking down a street. London asked me, “Mom – did you see that sign back there?” I hadn’t, so she explained to me what the sign had said. “Mom. It was kind of cool. It said – No God. No peace. Know God. Know peace. I like that. Get it – no and know? I think that’s true…
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just for now . . .
I’ll be writing more words soon. But – tonight I am sleepy. It’s like November gets put into overdrive to get prepped for December and I just want to celebrate Thanksgiving and let Christmas start after that. (Sure. I know there are those amongst us who love Christmas – early and loud and all red and green before November even…
