Lady in a Small Town

Friday Gallery Walk tonight dinner out no bath for baby! Saturday Strolling of the Heifers!!!! Dairy Fest and Green Expo early to bed after a long day Sunday Sunday School (last day, after 3 years of teaching the same girls) Church long drive to Bradford lunch with Bee long drive home early to bed

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If I Could Tell You Time will say nothing but I told you so, Time only knows the price we have to pay; If I could tell you I would let you know. If we should weep when clowns put on their show, If we should stumble when musicians play, Time will say nothing but [...]

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When I was 8, if you had asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I would have told you I wanted to be a teacher.

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This month’s NaBloPoMo theme is “looking up”. Here are some things that are “looking up” in my life right now. It is only 2 weeks until my birthday. It is only 2 weeks until my son’s birthday. School is nearly over for the year. The weather is getting better. I am feeling pretty good. My [...]

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I am kicking off my renewed interested in blogging.  I know I am not the most interesting writer, but I am going to try. When I was in high school a friend gave me a book called 14,000 Things to be Happy About.  I started a list of my happy things in 1993.  When I [...]

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Labor Movement: Thanks for the weekend!

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So last September I was tired all the time.  My breasts hurt and I had to pee 3 times a night.  I had no idea what was wrong with me.  Duh!  Finally in late September I took a pregnancy test.  And then I took another one.  And another.  And needless to say, I have a [...]

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We got home around 5 yesterday.  I was asleep by 9.  I have slept nearly all day today.  Darn good thing I didn’t have to go to work. I still haven’t even downloaded my pictures yet.  I think I took well over 400.  It was such a nice week.  We had good weather several days [...]

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I have something in common with Dooce.  How crazy is that? Okay, maybe it was just that first sentence, but I know exactly what my dad is trying to say when he doesn’t say it. And when people ask me if my parents like Jon, I’m all, like Jon? Hmm. How do I put this? [...]

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