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Archive for August, 2007

crunchy!

Crisp, never-been-washed trousers, pink erasers, wood chips, watercolors, velcro shoes, home hair cuts, drinking fountains, locker combinations, notebooks, tardy bells, the smell of vinyl… School is upon us once more.
As sure as homework, the studious students will also bring home every known virus in this community. As a precautionary measure, I’m re-resolving to [...]

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fair weather

One of the perks of living in a rural community is 4-H. As a kid, I learned crochet, babysitting, cooking, painting, cake decorating, sewing etc. from being in 4-H clubs. This year my oldest two were involved in a 4-H art class. Although many things in the program have changed since I was young, the [...]

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more sheet

I think maybe I should learn to sew the right way after all. I made the pattern for this little dress, fully lined, but didn’t have enough wits to sew it together in the right order. Which meant it was very fiddly and involved using the seam ripper just a tad more than the actual [...]

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Reading crafty-mommy blogs puts me in the mood to sew, although the truth is I am the sloppiest shortcut-taker at the sewing machine that any home ec teacher’s nightmare ever was. So the other day, because it was my birthday, I dragged out my cheap-o sewing machine and began making a little pair of drawstring [...]

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Mrs. Potato Head

When I began this blog a few weeks ago I also set up an account on Flickr to host the photos. I didn’t expect anyone to be looking at my photos on Flickr, and for the most part nobody has. However, those professional-looking portraits of my feet, so generously included the the previous post, have [...]

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Sweet Feet

After I made the appointment with the ophthalmologist (Ha! Spelled it again with no spellcheck!) on Monday I could tell I would be needing something by the time the week was out. Something to de-stress, but not something that would clutter the top of my piano or make my fanny even more giant. I [...]

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Derek saw it first, not quite two weeks ago, as he played with the baby on his knees gazing into her face. “Look at this,” he called me over, “do you see anything different about her left eye?” At first I didn’t, but then, ah, there it is. Like looking through a dark pool, something [...]

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