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Thursday Thoughts: Universal Advice

Today’s message from the Universe is short, to the point, and, IMO, rather sweet. During these trying times, it’s also rather apropos. Guidance, attention, help, maybe. Love, always. Criticism, never. What to give others, Silver. Love always, The Universe © … Continue reading

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Monday: Day 7 of My Typical Life

I’m a writer. I’m a hermit by nature. I don’t like people. You have to adult around people. And brain. I don’t do either of those well. Since I live pretty self-contained anyway, this isn’t a big hardship on me. … Continue reading

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Thursday Thoughts: Universal Billboards

These are scary times. I’m not particularly worried. By the time I need more toilet paper, hopefully, the panic will be toned down. At this point, I don’t have to get out except…Starbucks. And fresh air. And cabin fever. I … Continue reading

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Greening Up Monday

It’s Spring. Sort of. We had rain and temps in the 30s-40s but my daffodils are blooming and the first day of Spring arrives the end of this week. So, there was a week and a weekend. There was also … Continue reading

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Friday the 13th Links of Random LOL

I’ve been collecting these for awhile and since National Procrastination Week just happened, go grab another cup of coffee (or beverage of your choice, then go click on the links to waste some time and see some totally cool stuffs. … Continue reading

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Monday After DST

Falling back isn’t so bad but this whole falling forward BS? Totally sucks. It’s 5 o’clock in my head and my body says, “Just one more hour, Moooommmm.” The clock says it’s 6 o’clock and my brain is all, “The … Continue reading

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Monday March

When I was growing up (and grown), my dad always gave me a daffodil on my birthday. Didn’t matter where I was. Didn’t matter how old or married I got, every birthday like clockwork. See, I love daffodils. Always have. … Continue reading

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