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Till Next Week

hiatus

It’s that time of year… I’ve got a fire raging (in a fireplace), some Christmas music playing and my tree is lit. Last week was an epic holiday weekend. It’s wasn’t just Thanksgiving but also Big Sis’s Big 4-0. It was so great to have everyone here. I haven’t laughed so hard in years. Seriously. That said, it’s taken the greater part of a week and then some, it seems, to recover. So, the brief reprieve from my random diatribes is being extended one more week, but then everyone needs a hiatus now and again.

Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving surrounded by loved ones. Enjoy the weekend. Do good things. And as always, emerge better people.

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Throw-Back-Monday: Just Like Ball Pits

Ball pits are the best. There’s just something about throwing yourself with complete abandon into a hard sea of multi-colored plastic balls. It brings out the child in all of us.  Same could be said for foam pits and leaf piles. You lose all inhibitions and trust that your fall will be fine. You know that something is there to break that fall, catching you and comforting you until you do it all over again. Those are the moments that make life worth living.

We all love these moments.

We all love these moments.

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I Am Thankful For The Internet

Thanksgiving is, well, tomorrow. So it is only fitting that I post something relating to giving thanks or pilgrims. Since I’m not feeling compelled to compose historical fiction today, I’ve decided to go with the former.

This Thanksgiving, I am thankful for the Internet. Now hang in there with me – it’s not quite as materialistic as it may seem!

Firstly I thank the Internet because it has allowed me to find odd roadside attractions. If you read about my journey to Maker’s Mark, then you know that I have taken many a road trip over the years, but have rarely stopped to enjoy the sites or local quirks along the way. I am the girl who has always wanted to see the world’s largest ball of twine. I’m her. That girl. The one who wants the cheap photo op and a kitschy reminder that I WAS THERE. Continue reading

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