Voting for my Beautiful Boys....

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Early Morning in September: So Glad I'm not a "Night Person"

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.Martin Luther King Jr.I wanted to commemorate this day.Why?  It's a day just like every other day.  A day of play, with plans for my waist length hair to be hacked about 3 inches, and colored.  One BFF will watch the boys while I go do this, for the first time without the little men.  We are growing A's hair out, just to see what happens when we go 5 months between cuts for him.  Right now, he looks like a red-headed version of Paul McCartney, 60s Beatles style. ...more

Better Late than Never: On Writing and Motherhood

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GUEST BLOGGER: Freelancer4hire (D) Life Spent Mothering and TRYING to Write

D sent me her entry.  I asked her to send pics if she chooses and to choose a song that goes with her entry.  She has two sites and they are HERE:  <a href="http://mommy-writers.webs.com/">Mommy Writers</a> (home of moms who write and their blogs - sign up if you are a mommy writer) and <A HREF="http://freelancerforhire.wordpress.com/">Searching for Freelance Success</a> ...more

Time, Time Time, Where Does it Go and How Does it Get Away?

<A HREF="http://micrimas.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-time-time-where-does-it-go-and-how.html">Half of a Duo, Raising a Duo</a>   Above is a link to the full blog entry...which has photos and is much more entertaining, with videos and all... ...more

Uncool Hands

I went naked over 10 years ago.  Naked hands, that is.  No more soaking in pink solution and breathing in air that comes with a warning label.  No more long, polished fingernails in colors like Chick Flick Cherry or Blushingham Palace.  Ever since, it's just been clip, file, and (sometimes) buff.  And done by myself, I might add. ...more
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