Monthly Archives: September 2010

025. Vocabulary Blues

One time when grandson Bryce was about 14, he had a tiff with his mother – my daughter Gretchen.  During the course of a highly charged conversation, Bryce swore at her.  This was earthshaking.  It was unheard of.  Nobody we … Continue reading

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024. Treed and Trapped

In the past few weeks, I’ve been trying to euthanize the four trees presently occupying the parking strip out in front of the house. According to their DNA, they are named Ornamental Japanese Plum trees, but most of my neighbors … Continue reading

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023. Saint Joseph Tutorial

You may already know this story told about the writer G.K. Chesterton, but it bears repeating.  (As the mother of seven children, I’m fluent at repeating myself. “Kids, brush your teeth.  Did you brush your teeth?  I said, go up … Continue reading

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022. Gardening Time

In the world of horticulture, there seems to be two kinds of gardeners: gardening nuts and gardening sluts.  Guess which I am. Late last spring, daughter Susy planted in my back yard six tomato plants that she had lovingly raised … Continue reading

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021. Housing Melt-down

The real estate section in this morning’s Sunday paper  is, as usual, teeming with the never-ending bad news about the housing/mortgage crisis.  I just hate reading that stuff mostly because I feel a personal responsibility for my contributions to it. … Continue reading

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020. Identity Crisis

Recently, an accountant was telling me about a client he had. She was an actress with a legal name as well as her “stage” name.  She had bank accounts in both names, but she neglected to make reference to the … Continue reading

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019. Skydiving

Three months ago, my grandson Bryce became a certified skydiver. I wish I could tell you that his goals were altruistic.  Like maybe wanting to drop behind enemy lines and single-handedly win the war, or rescue desperate flood-bound victims, or … Continue reading

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