Category: firstfridays
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Manic Monday
I missed my Saturday morning blog reminder again. I’ve been buried in geometry (gulp) communication ethics, and starting my book for my English course. I’m making headway on that book: title and one paragraph of two sentences. I console my self that it’s a start. On a side note, I accidentally omitted the “o” in […]
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Font Nerds
One of the things I enjoy about Brick on the television comedy, “The Middle,” is his love and knowledge about fonts. On “The Goldbergs,” Adam had a font showdown recently. I don’t know why I chuckle at the idea every time, but I do. I’ve concluded that I’m a closet Font Nerd. Surmise this admission […]
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Saturday Mornings
I’m here. I’m on pins and needles: reading over syllabuses and textbooks 📚 for the upcoming semester.<<<< On the plus side, only three more semester remaining until I will have completed requirements necessary for that coveted Bachelor’s in English and a minor degree in journalism (provided I survive a full four months of Math.) So here […]
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Saturday Morning Blog––I’m here.
With all the horrors in the world, what difference does it make? –– Siggy, What About Bob? * I set my cell phone reminder two or three months ago to blog every Saturday morning. It wasn’t a lofty goal and it seemed very practical at the time. By Saturday evening, I would click complete just […]
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Introspections and Cracked Pots
Back in the day, I made a dinner dish that my mother-n-law had dubbed “More Casserole.” With four children and a husband to feed, it became my go-to dish because it was relatively cheap to concoct, and I love preparing one-pot dishes. The crowd was divided in their opinion, mostly because it calls for frozen […]
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MY SAD CAFE : Closing Out The 50s
24 September 2017: Excerpts of the lyrics from the Eagle’s song The Sad Cafe As I say good-bye to my first fifty-nine years on planet Earth, The Sad Café, a song by the Eagles, takes on new meaning. It has always been forlorn and haunting; maybe it’s the key it’s performed in, maybe it’s […]
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Blogging: A Renewed Start
I began this blog a couple of years ago as a homework assignment. I’m back––without the motivation of obtaining a good grade, but as a means to write about my life; life as an older woman, student, and survivor. I realize this will severely limit my audience. I harbor hopes that through practice and persistence […]
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