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Mar.20.2010
They think it’s kute, The Klassy Kids center is down the street from the Kwik Kare Kar Center. I’ve seen the advertisement for Kuality Kleaning thought I could handle all the K’s …including the Kwiky Mart, the Korner Market,  and Klassy Kloset. We just got back from Pearland, had to buy some karate...
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Mar.17.2010
 I have an envelope of hard black things. When I hold them in my hands they feel like something that shouldn’t be discussed in mixed company. Yes, they are seeds: hard, seemingly unyielding. The perfect container of hope. They have everything they need to travel, to grow, to eat, to digest, and to...
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Mar.17.2010
I'm thinking of my father today. Edgar James Frederick McMillian III. If he was alive, he would be the happiest on this day. I can hear his perfect Irish brogue “Top of the mornin’ to you m’darlin Sharon”. And I, being well-trained, would reply, “Aye and the rest of the afternoon to ye, me father...
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Mar.13.2010
I’m a thinker. No, not the "we’ll-pay-you-to-think" kind. I’m more of the stream of conciousness – why did they do that – why don’t they do this- what were they thinking- kind of thinker. I was in the restroom of Lowe’s and the first two stalls I went into were missing the latches. Did...
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Feb.25.2010
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE? She was a tall, slender brunette. She carried a Gucci bag and sported Prada shoes. Her sultry voice could be heard all over the coffee shop. "I’ll have a grande, non-fat latte, no whip, with an extra shot." She had all her specifications. Relayed them to the barrista...
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Jan.30.2010
REMEMBRANCE From the first cup of coffee we shared, my mother-in-law became my best friend. She used to call us and tell my husband, "you watch the baby, and I’m going to fly Sharon up here for the weekend so we can go to "Music Circus." This was a series of off-Broadway productions...
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Jan.14.2010
Raining in Texas since yesterday afternoon. The freeze last week killed the 12-foot split-leaf philodendron and the 6-foot umbrella plant. The garden is a mess. I looked at the plants piled on top of each other and was briefly sad...until I thought of Haiti and the buildings piled on top of each...
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Dec.27.2009
BANG! Everyone looked; saw smoke; and many panicked. I had to ask myself what I would do if I saw someone lighting a fire in the cabin of an aircraft. The quick response of one man on the plane saved many people's lives. Apparently there were enough explosives to bring down the craft.  It took more...
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Dec.17.2009
Mistletoe A Eurasian parasitic shrub (Viscum album) having leathery evergreen leaves and waxy white berries. Okay – not exactly romantic, but not unpleasant. Mistletoe was magic when I was younger. When we were ‘tweens we just sort of fantasized about being kissed under the mistletoe. When we...
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Dec.07.2009
I received an email from a friend today really pushing to bring back Christmas. "Lest another tradition be lost in the sea of political correctness." So I started thinking about Happy Holidays – in place of Merry Christmas. Why only Christmas? What about Easter – yes, Viginia – it is a...
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Nov.27.2009
We were raised in a poor neighborhood, living in the basement of a lady's house. My dad was a steel hunky - yes, that's what they called them. Mom quit school at fifth grade. Dad actually finished high school and went to business college. Mom was a tiny little woman who was used to being dominated...
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Nov.23.2009
Friends on my FB have been challenged every day for the last two weeks to place in their status, something they were thankful for. A surprising number of friends have participated.  Because there is this "attitude of gratitude" perhaps, it should not be Thanksgiving - but rather, Thanks-...
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Nov.19.2009
CAUGHT IN MY UNAWARES There’s quite a fight going on in Pennsylvania. It seems the local officials have complained the Carin Froelich has been hanging her laundry outside to dry. She has strung a line between two trees outside her 18th century farmhouse. Apparently this is a fight across the...
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Nov.11.2009
He was a real charmer. Sandy colored hair, sparkling hazel eyes, slightly muscular – a little unusual for that time. And could he dance. The jitterbug was his favorite. He and his girl were really something on the dance floor. It was a favorite past-time on Friday nights. The rest of the days and...
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Nov.11.2009
When I was young kids didn't have a choice They were drafted.  Today our military forces volunteer. My grandkids are among them, as will be my son in just a few months. Thirteen brave soldiers, permanently reassigned. RIP. Thirteen framed portraits; Helmets on guns stand with boots; Honor at Fort...
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