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A country kitchen without the kitsch
A country kitchen without the kitsch
True Story: there were geese in my kitchen the first time I saw it. Flocks of Geese, marching around the room in a wall-paper boarder, and each of them wearing pink ribbons and blue bonnets. You’ll never see a photo of those birds because I yanked them down the day we moved in. It was my first home improvement. The kitchen and I may be country but neither of us has to be kitsch.
I know from…
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DIY-ing with a Round Tuit-Ist
DIY-ing with a Round Tuit-Ist
My husband and I have what you might call “a mixed marriage.” Not because he’s Southern-born, while I’m a Prairie Girl, and not because we’ve been known to vote for different candidates. Not the division goes deeper than that. The fact is I like DIY and Home Improvement projects and my husband is. Round Tuit-ist.
I’ll bet you know a Round Tuit-Ist (or, if you’re just reading this in 2059,…
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Renovation by committee
There’s this thing about having writer’s block: it blocks the ability to create with words, it doesn’t affect the Creative Drive. Which can be really frustrating. So, when I couldn’t get any words down on paper, I took a hard look at my home. Now, I’m pretty blind when it comes Interior Design. But even I could see my kitchen cabinets needed a new paint job. So, I decided to get a little help…
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When the WordyGurdy Shuts Down
When the WordyGurdy Shuts Down
Hi, my name is Leslie, and I have Writer’s Block. It’s been 20+ weeks since my last blog post.
Truthfully, I doubt if anyone’s noticed. The internet is an Information Niagara that dumps billions in bytes of new content everyday. If one or even a thousand bloggers dry up, there’s still a ton of words pouring in to be read. Just, none of them have come from me.
I promise, this isn’t a…
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Blueberry Scones for Christmas
Blueberry Scones for Christmas
Tales of a failed Domestic Goddess
Maybe it’s because of the Season. Or because I had too much time off. Or maybe it’s because my Darling Husband streams the British Baking Show whenever possible. For whatever reason, I lost my reason today and tried to make Scones for Christmas.
Now this is more like it!
Ever since we went to England this fall, I’ve developed a penchant for Scones. Not…
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The Day Facebook brought Molly home
The Saturday Night Dippity-Do Torture Trial
Everyone carries childhood scars. Mine shine with Dippity Do
We get into the strangest subjects on road trips. I swear I don’t know why. But when you’re stuck in the car for hours on end, things come up that never get talked about during life’s normal days. So, when some friends and I spent five hours headed for the coast, we got talking about the childhood memories we wish we could erase. One of them recalled an intolerant church he was forced to attend.…
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Daddy, Mr. Pryor & The Big Mistake (Pt. 2)
Daddy, Mr. Pryor & The Big Mistake (Pt. 2)
Like I said…
Like I said, locking Mr. Pryor’s utility meter shut wasn’t our smartest idea. But buying the lock at the Wide-Awake was the big mistake. How big, I didn’t really understand until the sheriff served me with a Summons to appear in Court.
“Robert, you’re being charged with a serious crime. You can have an attorney if you want one, but be in Judge Brown’s Court at 7:00 p.m.…
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Daddy, Mr. Pryor, and The Big Mistake
Daddy, Mr. Pryor, and The Big Mistake
I always connected this story with the last days of Summer, when days shorten and vacation has ended. So, as autumn begins, I start one more of Daddy’s stories, the one where he finally got caught…
It was me, and Jack, and Ick Nault, one night. We were driving around town, looking for something to do. You know how it is: late night, small town, teenagers with time on their hands. Someone…
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Daddy, Lloyd, & Lisa*
Daddy, Lloyd, & Lisa*
You kids remember the Andy Griffith show? Set in Mayberry, North Carolina? The barber in that show was a funny guy named Floyd. Well Grandfield had a funny barber too, only his name was Lloyd. And he was sweet on a gal named Lisa.
Now, Lisa worked in an office, in Grandfield. And she was married to somebody else. Fact is, Lloyd was married too. But that didn’t change how he acted around Lisa!
L…
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Daddy and the Future Farmers
Daddy and the Future Farmers
Even if kids don’t like being in school, there’s always extra-curricular activities. You girls have your sports and music, and clubs in school. I had the FFA.
The FFA is Future Farmers of America and Jack and Ick and I were all in it. Well, we grew up on farms, so it made sense. But I’m telling you, we didn’t join the FFA because we planned to be farmers! We joined for the annual trip.
See,…
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The Day Daddy Rolled the First Grade
The Day Daddy Rolled the First Grade
You know Grandfield’s always been a small place. Shoot, there were only sixteen in my graduating class. And of that bunch, only four of us were boys. I liked that; it meant I had lots of girlfriends. But that also meant Jack, and Ick, and I got put in every school play and program
Like the year, they cast us in the senior play. We weren’t seniors but, because we were boys, they cast us anyway.
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Daddy & the Homemade Fireworks
Daddy & the Homemade Fireworks
It was me, and Jack, and Ick Nault…
The “Good Boy”, Bob.
(Funny, how many of Dad’s stories started that way…)
Anyway, we were hangin’ out in your Mimmy’s back yard and I was telling them about John T’s leftover chemicals. You knew John T studied Chemistry, right? He’d go to classes up at Norman during the week, and come home on the weekends with chemicals from the college lab. So, I was…
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