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A Favorite Thing

A Favorite Thing: Owl Candle Holder This candle holder is precious to me as a reminder of my aunt Thaniel, who died when I was just a child. I acquired the owl many years later, after my grandfather died. I … Continue reading

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Hand to Mouth

Dear Livia, Your mouth finally met your hand and it was baby love at first bite. Some people think we’re depriving you by not giving you a binky, but who needs one of those when you’ve got Nature’s pacifier right … Continue reading

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SITY: Snow, Ice, Melt

It has been almost two months since Livia’s birth and the snowstorm that brought her to us. I can’t remember if there was already snow on the ground before that storm, but there has definitely been since. This has been … Continue reading

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I Must Confess

Here is something that Poirot and I have in common: vanity. He says, I like an audience, I must confess. I am vain, you see. I am puffed up with conceit. I like to say, “See how clever is Hercule … Continue reading

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Silliness

This Poirot comment was obviously written for me. A girl may be beautiful and have auburn hair and yet be silly. from “Double Sin”

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Lessons Learned

I really hate it when adults, particularly ones who are over 30, blame their parents for all their problems. They say, “My parents messed me up so bad that I’ll never be able to live a normal life. I’m emotionally … Continue reading

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December Reading

Here are the last few books that I read in 2010. The Big Four by Agatha Christie Grade: C+ Hercule Poirot pits his wits against The Big Four, a mysterious and powerful crime ring whose goal is to take over … Continue reading

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Man of Leisure

I’m not sure I agree with M. Poirot on this one. I am, alas, a man of leisure. . . . I have made the economies in my time and I have now the means to enjoy a life of … Continue reading

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One Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night… Well, it was dark (near midnight), and according to the weathermen the snow was supposed to start falling at any moment. We were expecting more than a foot of snow. We had just … Continue reading

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Baths

I have been thinking lately how much I miss taking baths. I suppose I could wax poetic about the bath, but I’d rather give you Poirot’s silly definition. Here it is. A bath! The receptacle of porcelain, one turns the … Continue reading

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