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Sad SaturdaySince I’ve had my flu shot, I’ve felt under the weather. There is probably no connection. I read that the vaccine takes two weeks to activate in the system to give you immunity. The flu may have caught me before I got the shot or my sensitive stomach may just be rebelling again. Today I spent some time… click here to continue October, 23rd, 2004 The Last StrawberryA cold wind is blowing the leaves around this morning. I spent a few minutes outside, deadheading flowers. I guess it’s time to put the lawn furniture away. The last strawberry of the season was not as sweet as earlier ones. If it had been, a bird or squirrel would have taken a bite before I got there, I’m sure.… click here to continue October, 22nd, 2004 A Cure for Road RageYesterday when I was leaving a local grocery store, a grizzly bearded man in a white pickup behind me slammed his truck into reverse a few seconds after I started backing out. I waited until he was out of my way, smiling all the while. I thought to myself: You poor old geezer, you’d better hurry; you’re probably… click here to continue October, 21st, 2004 OrganizationMy forgetfulness is getting to be a source of irritation. I pride myself on being organized enough that, if I have several errands in one direction, I do them all in one trip. This morning I did so. I went to the clinic, filled a prescription, and got my flu shot. On the way, I picked up junk mail at… click here to continue October, 20th, 2004 I Love to WriteThe following is a quote from Absolute Write, a writing ezine to which I subscribe: I LOVE TO WRITE DAY The World?s Biggest Party For Writers November 15, 2004 will mark the third anniversary of I Love To Write Day, a grassroots effort to have people of all ages practice… click here to continue October, 19th, 2004 Mixed-Bag MondayOur return trip from Seattle was fairly pleasant, except for a period of heavy rain that caused a lot of splash from speeding trucks. Most had mud skirts; a few had none. Almost none were obeying the truck speed limit. While catching up on reading email, I had a jolt. A friend of more than sixty years has… click here to continue October, 18th, 2004 A Visit to the PastToday I attended Lake Forest Park Presbyterian Church with my sister. We began singing in their choir, and joined a Christian Endeavor young people’s group there in about 1942, when only the basement was constructed. The rest of the church was not built until construction materials became available again after World War II ended. I left Seattle in 1962 for… click here to continue October, 17th, 2004 Page 130 of 135 pages « First < 128 129 130 131 132 > Last » |