OK. I know my title contains improper grammar. However, I’ve already spent enough time on this post so I need to move on. 10 things on which I’ve spent less time? whatever OK the gist of the story is this. I bought the little run down house in Crazy Town. I was going to fix it […]
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Sep 2014
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Sep 2013
This is the view from the top of my horse on this beautiful day on this beautiful ranch on the 15th day of September, 2013 It is the harbinger of fall. I have a new camera. It’s slung over my shoulder. One hand on the reins. One hand on the camera. Looking down at the […]
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Aug 2013
I Danced
Right after hell froze over I felt like I had been rocketed back into my career. However, it was more like being shot out of one of those circus cannons. You know ….. they shoot a woman out of a clown cannon and she lands on a trampoline or something and keeps on bouncing. Here is […]
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Jul 2013
My brother, Ross, called me yesterday. I had been trying to reach him for a while just to check in. Turns out he was in Africa for 3 weeks hunting something. (Yawn) I told him I would have to call him back because I was “at work”. He burst out laughing and said “What happened? […]
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Jun 2013
Wednesday I went to court. They granted the divorce. Even though I wanted it, I was surprisingly sad after it was over. Sitting in the hallway of our little courthouse with all the local thugs going to drug court. Actually that was the fun part. Listening to them and all their problems. Watching lawyers […]
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May 2013
I looked up “Badass” in the Urban Dictionary and there was a picture of my friend, Jenn. Every time she rides up on her Harley I get so excited I can hardly stand it. She is the most badass girl I know. I really didn’t know what badass meant. I’ve heard it used so many times by […]
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May 2013
We Can Do It
I had a dilemma….. Had … past tense. My things were on the 3rd floor of the “McMansion-in-Progress” (M.I.P.). I needed to move them out of the M.I.P. There were no stairs. Apparently no stairs were forthcoming according to the F.T.H ( Future Trophy Husband … of someone else) nor were any ideas forthcoming of how to move my […]
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