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Sometimes the irony just makes me roll with laughter…
Peace. Be still.
I spent yesterday listening to my exit letter cd (hurry up and get your copy, there are only about 1800 left in the shed!)…  it’s darn fine.  I write good stuff.  I should get back to work on that front.

Oh yeah, Happy Girl Scout [...]

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Oh sweet lungs don’t fail me now
Your burning has turned into fear
It drills me in my every step, I’m moving quick
But you’re always on my heels
Just one more breath, I beg you please
Just one more step, my knees are weak
My heart is sturdy but it needs you to survive
My heart is sturdy but it needs [...]

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If you’ve been in my house more then once you will notice something.
I have a problem.  Now, some may find it rather serious, but those who really love me just roll their eyes and go along with it.
I move furniture.
Now, maybe that doesn’t seem like much… but you see, I don’t keep things in the [...]

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I didn’t have allergies ’till I moved to Chattanooga.  Ugh.
*sniff*
This past week was a blur…
The garden is ready to be planted (tomorrow, hopefully!)
I learned that my friend Ken is incredibly wise in animal identification.
I got fillings in my teeth (it hurt a lot) and now ice cream hurts (this is going to be a serious [...]

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Exit Letter lives on…
get ready to rock even harder then before.

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U is for…

Ugh.
I have a ‘not-quite-cold’
You know, that thing where you have a weird catch in your throat, slight sniffles, minor body aches… but not enough to feel justified in curling up on the sofa and letting everything go.
I wish it would either hit me or go away.

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O is for…

Out of sorts.
I’ve been feeling this way most of the day… first I’m feeling needly and cuddly, then want jme no closer then 10 feet from me… then back to wanting to curl up and chatter with him, then needing silence.  Today I worked in bursts of busyness, then sank into TV comas – and [...]

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putting a label on it

I’m not so sure I’m ready to do that yet… but I do know I’m tired.
Pretty well ‘done’ as I keep saying. Pretty well ready to curl up and hide under the covers. Not quite ready for a shrink or pills, but definitely ready to have the weighted vest removed from around my [...]

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