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, , , , , becca November 9, 2013

My Boy

The sunlight slides down-and-across the wall. Partly reclined, I sit propped against four pillows (one too hard, one too soft, one flat as paper, and one Just Right) writing notes on Whitman and Miss Emily Dickinson. He comes in, grinning and waving, and crawls in beside me, bed-warm toes against my leg, reading the words
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, becca August 26, 2013

My Girls Are Funny, Kinda.

Kids 1 and 2 did a road-trip this weekend. I wanted to say it was EPIC, but in fact, it was to Boise, Idaho. So, not particularly epic, I guess. But still, so fun for them. My sister’s family, complete with 2 girls very nearly my 2 oldest Kids’ ages, lives in the Portland area,
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, becca August 20, 2013

On blogging and plans.

I was thinking  about posting on this here blog this morning. I really was. Planning it, even. It was a clever post detailing my underwhelming admiration of Ryan Gosling, and about how whenever I see one if those “Hey, Girl” memes I just see the scrawny, awkward Ryan Gosling from “REMEMBER THE TITANS” — remember
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, becca August 16, 2013

The Things

Happenings are happening all over the place around here. The baby. (I KNOW he’s nine. And a half. Stop reminding me.) He’s playing tackle football. With helmet and pads and those cutest stretchy pants. Oh, the heart. Kid 3 has read a book a day this week (Rick Riordan’s Heroes of Olympus series) in anticipation
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, becca June 12, 2013

Summertime

My mom used to sing a song from Porgy and Bess: “Summertime, and the living is easy. Fish are jumping and the cotton is high. Your daddy’s rich and your ma is good looking, so hush, pretty baby, don’t you cry. One of these mornings you’re going to rise up singing. You’re going to spread
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, , , becca June 6, 2013

Whoa, Bessie.

I don’t know who Bessie is. Wait. I do. In “Philadelphia Story” George, the pretentious fiancee, says, “Whoa, Bessie,” to the horse he’s trying (failing) to ride. Over and over. Then he tells Dinah, the hilarious little sister, that he doesn’t know what’s gotten in to Bessie this morning. And she replies something about “maybe
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, , becca May 27, 2013

Memorials

This morning Kids 3 and 4 sang at a Memorial Day program in our town. Kid 3 had a solo, and despite her pretty nasty cold, she rocked it. The program was lovely, with Service Veteran speakers and good music. You know when they play the “theme songs” of each military branch and the veterans
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, , becca May 14, 2013

Of Hairballs and Grass Clippings

Sometimes the messes give me fits, the sticky notes folded up on themselves and tossed on a counter, the dried out half-leaf that stuck to someone’s shoe and now resides in the corner of the mudroom, the cup no one will claim that may live forever on the stage in the basement. When I walk
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