Having spent the weekend in Boston (Cambridge, actually) immersed in watching ice skating and rubbing elbows with the elite of the figure skating world (minus the Kween as avid fans call Michelle Kwan), I am too exhausted to write what I should have on Friday and Saturday nights.
But since three people have commented on my lack of blogging, I feel compelled to at least declare that I am indeed alive and I shall return.
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I Don't Feel Older
but I am. And yes, it certainly beats the alternative. My Sweetie showered me with thoughtful gifts. My card and gift at breakfast. ...
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While Mike the Contractor patched walls and Clay the floor guy sanded and stained the floor in the small hall on the second floor, I was ent...
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We almost have a shed! Now that's progress. The roof ridge and the rafters on the end are up. In less than an hour all the rafters are a... -
My Sweetie and I decided that we would go to the Cain Park Arts Festival just to have dinner and enjoy looking at the art. We did indeed hav...
Well, I suppose I will keep my "gracing us with your presence" comments to myself. :)
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