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REVIEW! CONCERT EDITION!

Okay, don’t go falling off your chair in surprise. I didn’t really go to a concert. Not lately, anyway. I watched one. This one. I know. It doesn’t make me any cooler. But it is so, so good, and I want to tell you everything in the world that I thought of it. Ready? Go.
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Seventeen Years Ago

I said Yes. Yes to you, and your very important question. Yes to a life together, built on huge dreams and heady hopes and used furniture. Yes to the laughs and the kisses and the hand-holding, And the game playing, and the movies. Yes to the budgets and the bills and the wishing. Yes to
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I didn’t forget. Really.

Okay, so I posted my “Books Read in May” list, and I left one off. On purpose. Because it needs its own post. The List, by Melanie Jacobson. This is a perfect ice-cream sundae sort of a book, and I love it. I read it during Melanie’s edits, and I loved it then. I was
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Books Read in May

Okay, so really? I got halfway through May without finishing a single book. Yikes. I was teaching a lot, and writing a bit, and reading not much. But then? Last week? I got a little under-the-weather-ish. Because the weather was Awesome. And by Awesome, I mean that on Memorial Day the snow line was dangerously
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Ode to Nothingness

Oh, the thought of Doing Nothing. The very idea brings a tear of joy. If there was nothing to do, What wouldn’t I do? I think I wouldn’t go out in the car. I’m sure I wouldn’t go out in the rain. I wouldn’t fetch or carry or drop off a child. I simply would
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Thinking About Boy Readers

There is a lot of talk about boy readers out there, if you’re so inclined to hear it. Some of it is awesome. Some of it is strange. Some of it makes me desire to speak out. (For instance, I hear some talk that boys will only read a “realistic contemporary” book if it’s “realistic
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She’s Positively Hilarious

Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha. Mother Nature is absolutely having a joke with me. It is snowing. Right now. Big, fat, wet flakes that are covering my tulips like white stocking caps. Isn’t that hysterical? Snow is sticking to the grass. And the sidewalk. And the road. And the roofs. And my soul. (Just
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Wherein I Stare Vacantly at the Monitor

I’m watching for it, that brilliant post. I’m waiting for it to arrive. I stare, purposefully if you wish, at the monitor. Here’s what I see. No brilliant blog post on the horizon. Rather, my head’s reflection, and the blowy trees in the back yard. This is the kind of mirror I can really mesh
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