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By: Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe Lose this day loitering—-’twill be the same story Tomorrow and the next more dilatory; Each indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting o’er lost days. Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute— Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Only engage, and then the mind… Read more
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For the past six months I’ve been off of Facebook. It has been with its ups and downs. I’m sometimes out of the loop (not always a bad thing.) I’m sometimes starved for interaction and attention by people who are over the age of three. The longer I’ve gone, the easier it has gotten, but… Read more
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It happened yesterday. The end of an era. But yesterday was a joyous day of remembering the birth of EK, that I couldn’t allow it to spoil the day, regardless of how sad I felt about it. I found my last one chicken dead yesterday shortly after dawn. Actually, dead is such a mild word… Read more
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My dearest Emma Kate, Last night you went to bed as a two-year old and today you woke as a three-year old! But not technically. You actually have until 2:47 this afternoon until you can officially say you’re three. You are the absolute most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. I love you… Read more
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So, occasionally I like to blog about the funny things that come out of my daughter’s mouth. Today, I’m keeping it short and sweet with the latest three funnies. 1) She’s learned how to covet. Something she often says is “I wish I had ____________(fill in the blank)”. The other day while looking at Pinterest… Read more
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Today is the first official snow of 2015 here in my corner of New Mexico. Official snow in my book anyway. There might have been a previous flurry or two, in which I consider that officially unofficial. EK wanted to go build a snowman, but she didn’t want to wear all those clothes. “They’re too… Read more
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It’s the dead, dark middle of the night. I lay here wide awake in eager anticipation of the morning. The house is slumbering, the only sounds are the ticking of the clocks and the occasional roar of the heater coming on. Visions of sugar plums, I imagine, are floating. J-Dub just went to bed a… Read more
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I’ve got this almost 3-year-old, going on almost 30-year-old. She says some of the funniest things. I posted about them last here. One of my faithful readers and commenters, Donna, coined them Emmaisms and I thought that sure sounded catchy. Today I put on my 80’s playlist to get myself moving to clean the house… Read more
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I’ve lived in this New Mexico mountain village for almost two years now. That equals almost 2 winters, and so far they have been very mild and not worse than anything I would have experienced back home. However, the weather folk are predicting this winter to have below average temperatures and above average moisture thanks… Read more
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