He’d fallen for an adventurous blond, never guessing that a red-headed couch potato hid beneath those bleached tresses. (119)
Thirty years later, Ted still reminded her about his broken chair. One more jar of honey and the big oaf would destroy the sofa. (131)
She might have a few flaws, but she was a great cook. Dinner was not too hot and not too cold. Mom should have taken lessons from her. (135)
He might fill the sofa and whack her with his foot, but at least he was always beside her. They had a good marriage. (117)
After high school, my brother enlisted in the Marines and was sent to the bootcamp on Parris Island. His stories about that intensive training made me certain that I’d never want to attend one. Looking back, I can see that despite the toughness of the training, bootcamp had a lot to offer including physical fitness, confidence and a sense of direction. He also made a couple of friendships that lasted a lifetime.
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Posted on January 23, 2013 11:43 am under General
I’ll never forget looking through the kitchen window and seeing my neighbor’s young daughter standing on the picnic table in their backyard. She held a black flashlight close to her mouth as she danced and belted out a song. Her best friend stood on the ground clapping and cheering. Before long, her brother joined in with an air guitar. The kid in the next yard followed, beating on his legs as though they were drums. Soon they were joined by every child within hearing distance and their yard was transformed into a homegrown version of Fame.
Posted on January 21, 2013 7:21 pm under General
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Many people have cakes to celebrate their birthdays. Not me. I always ask Calico to bake an apple pie. I felt a bit guilty about that last year. With a part-time job, a hefty, full-time college schedule and a home-schooled child, I sometimes wonder when she finds time to breathe. Thoughts of a thick warm filling of spicy apples and a tender flaky crust helped me work through my guilt and ask anyway. This year, I've found a way to give her a break and still have a mouthwatering piece of pie. My solution? Read on.