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Random thoughts on being me

I am fearfully and wonderfully made.

Nineteen!

This will be my first winter in three years.  Since 2016, winter for me has consisted of lows of 72-75 degrees and water temperature of 82.  Once in a while I had to put on a long-sleeved shirt in the evening.  Even more rarely I had to sleep under a blanket. Now we’re in Wyoming … Continue reading »

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Aw, Shoot!

I have an affinity for cats.  They are smart, relatively self-sufficient, and they don’t drool.  Their teeth are of a size so as not to pose mortal danger.  Cats are everything dogs aren’t. I’ve had several cats over the years, but not since we turned pirate and moved to the Caribbean. Now that we are … Continue reading »

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Bucket list

I got home Sunday evening from my holiday in England.  It was such a terrific trip in so many ways.  The reason for the trip was, itself, pretty wonderful.  My ‘bonus daughter’ Amanda, who is a PH.D. student at Emery University was invited to share a paper at a conference in Oxford, and I got … Continue reading »

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Attacked

I was attacked by a dog at Home Depot in Cheyenne yesterday morning.  If you had happened to be a shopper in the area at the time, you would have seen a large, shaggy yellow dog not on a leash and accompanying a scruffy man run up behind me while I was at the check … Continue reading »

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Millers!

Over the years I’ve blogged about things that annoy me or disgust me.  When we lived on island, I shared about roaches and centipedes and spiders and probably other crawlies I encountered.  Now that we are back in Wyoming, I can attest to the fact that a rain forest has lots of little creatures, but … Continue reading »

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Do the Work

We moved back to Cheyenne in April.  We purchased a house, but it was in pretty rough shape.  Consequently, most week days can find us (well, Karl mostly!) ripping out walls or pounding on something in an effort to update and remodel this structure into a home. It’s not an simple challenge, and after being … Continue reading »

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Longevity of Beauty

Why is it that beauty is so fleeting and ugly so durable? For example: yesterday, clouds built up in the west.  Grey and menacing, they threatened and grew all through the hours of the afternoon and early evening heralding storms.  Then, just at sunset for no more than ten minutes, the sky put on a … Continue reading »

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Finished!

I’m not blogging today. I’m not blogging today because I’ve been writing for the last five hours and my fingers are tired. My tired fingers and I are really excited, though, because I’ve just today, within the last half hour, finished my next novel! Yup. Done. Well, not really. The story is complete with beginning, … Continue reading »

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Tuesday’s gift

There is something so fundamentally hearty and good about spending time in small towns. For the past several days, Karl and I have been taking a break from remodeling the new Cheyenne house.  We hooked on to the trailer and drove to Encampment on Friday to take part in their 58th annual Woodchoppers Jamboree.  Saturday … Continue reading »

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Right and Wrong

In my childhood, right and wrong were starkly delineated. Black and white.  In my parent’s home, there was no middle ground, and when I tried to introduce a grey point, my mother’s answer was inevitable, “What’s right is right, no matter how bad it hurts.” I don’t recall her ever explaining what she meant, I … Continue reading »

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