Category Archives: working out

Whoa, Bessie.

I don’t know who Bessie is. Wait. I do. In “Philadelphia Story” George, the pretentious fiancee, says, “Whoa, Bessie,” to the horse he’s trying (failing) to ride. Over and over. Then he tells Dinah, the hilarious little sister, that he doesn’t know what’s gotten in to Bessie this morning. And she replies something about “maybe […]

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Back to Work

So after the most lovely and relaxing 4-day weekend, I’m back at it this morning. Off to school in ten minutes. And I managed to get myself out of the bed early enough to have fifteen minutes of writing time. Fifteen minutes in which words tumbled. They were words, and that’s what matters now. But […]

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Stuff Again

A reason to love my husband: He knows what to do when a replacement modem shows up on the doorstep. Viola! Internets. Rah! I was doing a HUGE shopping trip today at Costco to prepare for church girls’ camp next week. Like 3 baskets full, big, HUGE trip. A lovely older couple (white hair and […]

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And, in other news…

* Kid 1 hates to drive, apparently. I thought it was just hating to drive with her Dad, but it seems that she’d be happy to never, ever get behind a wheel. Hm. * I made banana and apple muffin batter this morning. For the next few breakfasts. (That’s banana muffins. And then apple muffins. […]

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Justifying the Lazy

Once upon a time*, Husband made great hamburgers for dinner**. Yum. I prefer mine bunless (saving my calories for buttered popcorn, you know) and I finished first. So like a polite and well-adjusted person I went to rinse and stack my plate. But. I managed to kick Husband’s chair*** and say only “owie-owie,” as opposed […]

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