Small Hours
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Question
On September 18, 2007 | 2 Comments

Why, when I change the sheets on my bed, am I forever putting the clean ones on after 11:30 at night? Even when I removed the old sheets at 4 in the afternoon. Or 7 in the morning. Even when I’ve done the laundry– washer and dryer– and could just as easily put the same […]

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Morning Conversation
On September 17, 2007 | 2 Comments

William lay on the sofa, fully dressed and ready for the day, but covered with a blanket, resting. It was 6:37 when I came downstairs. “How are you?” I asked, sitting next to him on the sofa’s edge. “Tired,” he said, and smiled sleepily at me. “Mondays are hard,” I said. “Tuesdays are better,” he […]

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Contents
On September 13, 2007 | 2 Comments

I just cleaned out my purse. Some of the items found therein: -an Amnesty International sticker to put in the window of my car-the stub from my latest paycheck-a Mozart c.d.-a target receipt-a gift card to Omega Sports, received by William at his birthday party and given to me forSafekeeping-a discount card for Michael’s-the faculty […]

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Nope
On September 12, 2007 | 0 Comments

I got nuthin’ for ya here. Nope. Nuthin’. And if you want to know why, then take a look at this photo. It pretty much looks the way I feel. I’m going to bed.

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Correction
On September 11, 2007 | 2 Comments

“Then Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and all that night the Lord drove the sea back with a strong east wind and turned it into dry land. The waters were divided, and the Israelites went through the sea on dry ground, with a wall of water on their right and on their […]

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Just Keep Swimming
On September 10, 2007 | 1 Comments

I haven’t been here much of late. I have things to say and photos to post, but alas, I don’t know when. The boys who, now that we’ve started school, may use the computer only on the weekends, use the computer A Lot on the weekends, when I might have time to post a thing […]

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Time With Grandparents
On September 5, 2007 | 2 Comments

I think it’s important. I spent every July with my mother’s parents as I was growing up, and I regret not one minute of it. I never went to camp; I didn’t get a summer job until I graduated high school; my summers at home amongst my friends were shortened by a month. But I’m […]

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Dream
On August 29, 2007 | 5 Comments

We had been visiting my parents’ house and were returning home. We had just set out and, oddly, my parents had left before us on some sort of errand. My parents live on a small peninsula that juts into Peconic Bay, the body of water between the two forks at the eastern end of Long […]

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Supplied (Nearly)
On August 27, 2007 | 2 Comments

3 pairs scissors10 assorted Crayola markers, broad line, classic colors24 Crayola crayons, not washable8 Crayola twistable crayons24 Crayola twistable colored pencils50 Crayola colored pencils2 black and white Mead composition notebooks5 one-inch three-ring binders1 one and a half inch binder with five dividers1 package 7-tab binder dividers4 packages 5-tab binder dividers3 packages loose-leaf notebook paper2 packages […]

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cinekklesia
On August 27, 2007 | 1 Comments

There’s no time for it now. School starts on Wednesday. I can feel the waters rising, and soon we’ll be afloat in another school year. Between my course load, being a Mom, and writing (with God’s good help) my Master’s thesis, I will be lucky to finish writing some thank-you notes that are Long Overdue. […]

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