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no twinkies in heaven after all
Last winter’s post about Twinkies I heard on the radio today that folks were lining up outside of a local Hostess outlet store. They wanted Twinkies. They wanted to buy Twinkies and sell them on ebay. There was talk about … Continue reading
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home confinement is a pain in the you-know-what
I have not left my house in twelve days. I might as well be wearing an ankle bracelet. Writing books is an insane lifestyle. Have you noticed that writers whine a lot? We do. I do. You should feel very sorry … Continue reading
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a morepie public service announcement
TO WHOMEVER IT MAY CONCERN: I am not an alarm clock. I can get myself to where I need to be, and I will be on time, but the rest of the world is on their own. I will stand at the … Continue reading
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one of those days
I think I shall whine. You may skip this post. I didn’t sleep Monday night. No reason why. I finally gave up trying to sleep at 4:30 and made coffee instead. I printed out lyrics for the Chick Band music lesson … Continue reading
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blistered boob
No, I am not describing anyone in particular. I’m talking literally here, folks. This is a public service announcement for you readers out there who, like me, may have uncontrollable urges to make jam. How do blistered boobs and jam … Continue reading
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no one wants to read about this
1. If you think you’re having a nervous breakdown over the upcoming wedding ceremony in the backyard, even though your daughter is marrying the perfect guy for her and your husband is doing all the yard work and one of … Continue reading
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strange craving for strawberry pie
This didn’t work out. I baked the pie shell (lined with aluminum foil, filled with beans). I mashed and cooked 2 cups of fresh strawberries. I drained it, added sugar and cornstarch and boiled and stirred and all that good … Continue reading
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horrors!
I saw my thighs today. Something bad happened over the winter. They didn’t look like this last September. I guess when I officially turned 60 my thighs turned to cottage cheese and rippled up like potato chips. No, I don’t … Continue reading
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going gray gracefully
There is no such thing. Growing out the gray hair after 33 years of dyeing it ten (twenty? thirty?) different shades of brown is a monumental display of ugly. And no, I will not post pictures. For which you should … Continue reading
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flax off
Excuse my language. I’m tired of flax. Seeds, oil, meal…any kind of flax. I’m tired of reading about it, hearing about it, sprinkling it and baking with it. It’s horrid stuff and I don’t care if I live an extra … Continue reading
is there any more pie? 