Archive for April 2011

Line of the Week

(Overheard at swim class) “So what have we learned today?  That’s right.  We’ve learned not to swim with our mouths open while chewing gum.”

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Riding That Success Train

The ever-charming and entertaining Joshilyn Jackson posted a blog post today that started me thinking.  I’m the kind of person for whom “good” is not usually “enough,” and my definition of success is constantly being adjusted upwards.  It’s a good thing, having goals, but there’s also something to be said for enjoying the moment, for…

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In Case You Were Wondering…

Yes, I went out with the Girl Scouts.  And yes, I managed to get us lost DESPITE PRE-HIKING THE TRAIL.  Gah.  Technically, we weren’t LOST, as I told the small child who timidly asked me.  We knew where we were, and we knew where we wanted to go, we just didn’t know how to get…

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Finding Your Way

Sunday I went letterboxing.  Letterboxing, for those of you who might not know, is like going on a treasure hunt in the woods.  You have a map, and hopefully a compass, and you search for hidden boxes that contain rubber stamps, which you then stamp into your notebook.  I had volunteered to lead a Girl…

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Spring Haz Sprung

I went for a run this week.  It was cold and raining, and uphill both ways (okay, maybe it just felt that way) but it was the only day this week when I could do a real run outside.  (I did not take the slobbering beast, because while he’ll spend hours outside in the snow,…

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The Kool-Aid, I Am Drinking It

You know how I’ve written that I prefer actual paper books to these new-fangled electronic readers?  And I do, truly.  Except that, um, I may have seen the light a little. I’m using my Kindle to read drafts by other writers, and my IPad when I need to read a book for my book club quickly,…

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Scooby Dooby Doo, I See You

Every other week I spend a few minutes volunteering at the school library.  It’s a fun, quiet half hour for me before I walk down to the Kindergarten class and the controlled chaos of a swarm of six-year-olds.  I chat with the aide who runs the library (she’s a saint — the librarian position was axed…

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