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The following songs all have 112 beats per minute. As I discovered prepping my world for Kid 3′s science fair project. GO: Mozart’s Concerto for Piano and Orchestra #26 Cake’s “Frank Sinatra” Goo Goo Dolls’ “I Wanna Get Married” The Cardigans’ “Love Fool” Aretha’s “RESPECT” You never know when that information is going to come...
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Category Archives: silliness(Did I sound like my Grandma to you? Just checking.) I’ve never had braces. My teeth are straightish on their own. I’ve never been to Europe, yet somehow The Continent keeps running without me. I’ve never taken voice lessons. I’ve never ruined an entire load of white laundry by including a red sock or towel....  It’s totally okay with me if you’re getting tired of this. It really is. I know. There’s only so much of someone else’s cheeriness that a normal person can stand. For today, I’m giving you a list of 21 things that make me glad. Just to change things up. 1. It’s snowing. (Yes, it’s really... Hey, friends… Today I’m appearing at Sarah M. Eden’s blog, where we discuss things like spelt, Parasitic Twin Syndrome, and Australia. Also, we exhaust my knowledge of the French language. (At least we did in the interview part. I haven’t read the finished product yet.) If you don’t know Sarah (for reasons of living under...  For the technologically fearful (that’s me, baby) this leap into the 21st century has carried a decade of shiver-inducing New Things To Learn. But can I say? I love texting. Oh. I do. For a lot of years, I have been a vocal proponent of email over telephone. Because, hey — if I can give... I’ve heard. Rumors, you know. I chose not to believe them. But I saw it today. With my own eyes. Pleated jeans. In the store. On a hanger, facing front, for all the world to see. As if there was no shame in it. Oh, the humanity. — Don’t do it, people. Trust me. I... But whatever the reason, I’m getting all poetic lately. I can’t stop writing these swell little ditties. Sometimes they rhyme. (Don’t be frightened.) Sometimes they’re formal, like a haiku or a sonnet. Sometimes one shows up in my WIP, and I have to just leave it there, because it’s not time to edit yet. You... Days like this I’m almost overwhelmed by how many people love me. Today, it’s the vacation rental adverts. They’re all over my blog comments. Husband said to me the other day, “Wow. Your blog is getting really popular.” I sort of looked at him with that “duh, huh?” questioning look on my face, and he... |