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A little more time, please.

1. June 2010

The man and I celebrate our anniversary today, which means I’ve been bargaining with God for seventeen years. It’s not that I question the permanence of our relationship, but rather the impermanence of man himself. How Sylvia Plath of me to concentrate on the inevitable end rather than the present, but I’m not good at [...]

27. December 2009

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No, I’m not the Pioneer Woman and this is not Marlboro Man… …this is my version: redneck flyboy. Just sayin’. I think the drugs are kicking in…

More from Chicago

22. December 2009

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From the office in Lombard… Yeah, I know… but we don’t see snow down here; it’s a novelty! Hubby says: “the snowflakes are huge!“

Not even nearly there.

19. December 2009

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Not dead yet. And it will come as a shock, but I’ve been working. Nose to the grindstone and all that. It’s been a balm, especially with my other half in Chicago, where he’s enjoying a bit of snow. Of course, his rental vehicle is a Jeep Wrangler so there’s naught to worry over; in [...]

It was an accident

28. August 2009

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It was an accident that put us right there with the BSO deputy when she went into the wall. Hubby had forgotten his glasses so we made a run back home, quickly done because of the early hour. But the few moments it took to turn around put us in the second to the least [...]

Famous at last!

8. August 2009

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Arthur and his flying friends went to a training event today. The first Saturday of every month a flight school has a barbecue and training session for the public. Everyone eats, plays on the sims, has a training session and there’s absolutely no obligation or solicitation. Great way to drum up business. So, he saw [...]