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Then Now Begging the forbearance of long-term readers here, as I re-run a post from one year ago, originally written in honor of my tenth wedding anniversary. Now, as we hit #11, here it is again.—————————————————– “Bestill” My dad was the person who taught me to be comfortable with silence....

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You Know How People Broadcast Images of Glowing Fires on Their Television Sets, Rather Than Sitting in Front of an Actual Fireplace?  Right About Now, I’m Left Feeling We Could Have Broadcast Images of The Eiffel Tower on the TV, and Our Kids Would Have Enjoyed It Just As Much 16

You Know How People Broadcast Images of Glowing Fires on Their Television Sets, Rather Than Sitting in Front of an Actual Fireplace? Right About Now, I’m Left Feeling We Could Have Broadcast Images of The Eiffel Tower on the TV, and Our Kids Would Have Enjoyed It Just As Much

“You Know How People Broadcast Images of Glowing Fires on Their Television Sets, Rather Than Sitting in Front of an Actual Fireplace?  Right About Now, I’m Left Feeling We Could Have Broadcast Images of The Eiffel Tower on the TV, and Our Kids Would Have Enjoyed It Just As Much” So...

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The Women–With the Exception of Your Humble Author–Truly Are Chic, and the Fact That Nearly Every One of Them Was Wearing Knee-High Black Boots Almost Blotted Out the Fact That We Couldn’t Find Internet Access Fer Nuthin’ 11

The Women–With the Exception of Your Humble Author–Truly Are Chic, and the Fact That Nearly Every One of Them Was Wearing Knee-High Black Boots Almost Blotted Out the Fact That We Couldn’t Find Internet Access Fer Nuthin’

“The Women–With the Exception of Your Humble Author–Truly Are Chic, and the Fact That Nearly Every One of Them Was Wearing Knee-High Black Boots Almost Blotted Out the Fact That We Couldn’t Find Internet Access Fer Nuthin’” All apologies to the complex and fascinating country of Turkey, but when we got off...

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Syllabic 22

Syllabic

“Syllabic” Girl and I worked on writing Halloween haikus today (part of the homeschooling and all).  Hers reads: Halloween Halloween darkness Boo! Ghosts and witches, Bats fly Ooo! and vampires Mine reads: Halloween Theft Dressed as a gypsy Nasty boys stole her candy I gave her my gum True story....

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The Locals May Cover Their Arms, Legs, and Hair from Public View During the Day, but Lira to Simits That They’re Watching Chelsea Handler at Midnight 0

The Locals May Cover Their Arms, Legs, and Hair from Public View During the Day, but Lira to Simits That They’re Watching Chelsea Handler at Midnight

The children don’t go to off to school. They don’t go to soccer or karate or swimming lessons. They have no friends, ergo no sleepovers, playdates, or squirt gun battles. To their everlasting credit—and with many notable hours of painful and frustrating exception—they are coping admirably. They’re taking succor in...

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For My Next Selection, a Little Ditty Called ‘Stuffing Newspapers into My Sopping Shoes’ 19

For My Next Selection, a Little Ditty Called ‘Stuffing Newspapers into My Sopping Shoes’

 There’s a door up to our rooftop which doesn’t latch properly. Last night the wind was gusty, and so the door banged and thwapped all night, even though Byron had tried to wedge it closed. This morning, he went out a couple more times to try to stop the whacking. Coming back inside, he announced,...

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Second Grade Tour Guide 7

Second Grade Tour Guide

A few weeks ago, we experienced the Black Sea area of Turkey when we took the bus from Istanbul to the town of Amasra. While there, we flew rocks into the sea, walked over an old Roman bridge, and ate fish (well, some of us not born and raised in...

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Bus Boys 19

Bus Boys

Unless it’s wafting past the Wall of Whips in a high-end pleasure dungeon, the smell of burning rubber is never the precursor to a good time. Thus, it was unfortunate, as the bus traveling between Istanbul and the Black Sea coast chugged up a hill, that the smell of burning...

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And Under It All, She Was Wearing Really Sassy Leopard Print Ballet Flats 15

And Under It All, She Was Wearing Really Sassy Leopard Print Ballet Flats

“And Under It All, She Was Wearing Really Sassy Leopard Print Ballet Flats” We’re on an eight-day trip to Parts of Turkey As Yet Unseen, and I’ve been fighting for hours with the Internet access here at the guest house, so I’m just going to slam this thing out into...

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