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Category Archives: Ponderings
My Babies
Okay. Today its the Alabama Shakes. They’re not as well-known as they should be, but “Hold On”. They’re a great sound. Today I have to write about my little girls. They are in the order I took them into our home, Paige, … Continue reading
Posted in Home, Love, Ponderings
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To Become One
As I sit here listening to Cold Play. Yes, Cold Play. I may be old, but I ain’t dead. I’m also on my diet of chocolate chip cookies and diet Sun Drop at the moment, so bear with me. I’m … Continue reading
Posted in Divorce, Health, Love, Old Age, Ponderings, Soulmate, Spiritual
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Fragility of Old Age
I’m not considerate of the fact that I’m now 61. It’s just that it keeps incessantly tapping me on the shoulder. I hate it when it’s impoliteness goes to beyond rude. I’m left almost daily with being tired way before the … Continue reading
Thirty Steps
Thirty steps Out the back door Down the path That little building Wasn’t called a bath We had a one holer You can count Grandma had a two holer You do the math Grandma’s path Lined with pecan trees Was … Continue reading
Posted in Home, Humor, Poetry, Ponderings
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Blood Money
I did something yesterday that I had considered in the past, but never acted on it. I visited a donation place called BioTest. This center collects blood plasma. Here, I’ll paste a section of their site to show you what … Continue reading
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Growing Old Makes Golden Years?
I remember when I was younger, say my forties and early fifties I sometimes felt old. Or so I thought. Turns out it was all a hoax I pulled on myself. I had so much energy even then I had … Continue reading
The Good Ole Days. . .
Life has a way Of changing things. We just can’t stay In one spot. That I can for sure say. Gas was thirty cents a gallon, Now we really have to pay. Had no running water, But what the hey. … Continue reading
Posted in Days in Small, Home, Ponderings
Tagged .28 gas, Good ole days, how it is, how it was
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