My Ramblings
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the animal cracker personality test
I’m not an impulsive shopper. I’m not even a shopper. Shopping is one of my top three most hated things to do. I stood in the Winco parking lot reminding myself of these facts, mantra-style, and wondering why I bought this giant bag of animal crackers. No exaggeration, it’s huge; three pounds! It has been Read more
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the simple constants that give my life rhythm
1. A cup of tea every morning. Just me, Mr. Kitty and the silence of a new day. 2. One oatmeal raisin and walnut cookie from Cookie Connection per trip to the post office. It makes up for how much I hate the packing and shipping part of ebay sales. 3. Hot tub conversations. Every Read more
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the perks of memory loss
Fibromyalgia is a package deal that comes with many accessorial conditions. Memory loss is one of them. But between my many gadgets and my family, I manage to remember most things. (This year my brother reminded me that it was my birthday) However there are some things for which even Remember the Milk is no good. Read more
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march 9, B.I.G. and why some deaths are remembered more than others.
When I woke up this morning, the day had no special significance for me. And even after discovering why today’s a big deal for my 25-year-old and his posse from middle school, today still remains just another day. March 9 is the death anniversary of The Notorious B.I.G., the epitome of East Coast hip hop in Read more
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the view and the fog
(published 2003, Adventist Review) Sometimes a fog of discouragement clouds my vision and my view is not very appealing. What once brought pride and satisfaction is now a pathetic sketch of mishaps and coincidences. What once was a source of encouragement is now a sore irritation. Without a WOW moment in a while, my spirituality Read more
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sabbath unplugged, replugged
My National Unplugging Day made me realize that I can be plugged and yet be unplugged. Here’s the account of my discovery. 6:30 pm Dinner with the family. Everything was fixed ahead of time so I just had to turn on the oven. Black bean burritos were yummy. So was the chocolate orange bundt cake. Read more
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sabbath manifesto: why didn’t adventists think of it first?
I’m a third generation Sabbath keeper. That means my fondest memories and my weirdest rituals took root sometime between the sunsets of my Fridays and Saturdays. Like coal-roasted dried fish and konji. My grandma’s woodstove stayed cold during the Sabbath hours. All the cooking was done Friday afternoon. And she didn’t have a refrigerator. Friday Read more
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roy and i: mismatched forever
Roy and I are as mismatched and dissimilar a couple you can find. We neither share interests nor agree on anything. And the almost 20 years of marriage have failed to make any progress towards compatibility. Roy’s the guy on the very tip of the farthest end from the other guy who remembers his lady’s Read more
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the serendipities in life
Every serendipitous moment in my life has been a result taking the time to give in–Giving in to a task when I didn’t have the time, giving in to plans without an end in sight, giving in to a need when I didn’t have the resources, giving in to an intuition that didn’t make sense. As Read more
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