Monthly Archive: September, 2014

My husband wrote a book – and I discovered Kickstarter

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My husband wrote a book. Actually it is the first in a series. A crime-fiction-mystery-thriller series. The Eyes of the Chameleon is the first book in the Berkeley Mystery Series by Graham Dixon… Continue reading

Petrified of silence?

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As we dipped our paddles in the water, a new sound joined the river running over rocks and downed trees and wind rustled leaves overhead. Instead of adding to the natural beauty, it… Continue reading

Podcasts

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Last weekend my work uploaded a much more stringent firewall that prevents employees from accessing vital websites like Pandora. (Bastards. Way to kill the proletariat’s joy.) But then salvation came from the iPhone… Continue reading

Scotland Forever

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Today Scotland goes to the polls to decide if it wants to remain a part of the United Kingdom or if it wants to be an independent country.  Scots have a lot to… Continue reading

If I can make it here …

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As some of you might know, I spent a blissful week in Massachusetts and New Hampshire last week. I met new old friends and found kindred spirits, and I cried and laughed and… Continue reading

The braces are off – Prepare for an onslaught of selfies!

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Last Tuesday my braces came off! It was 1 year and 3 months in the making – but I now have a smile I want to show off. Now I’m not afraid to… Continue reading

Left Behind

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Back in the van, I never thought about the sunglasses that had perched on top of my head after I pushed them up to see more clearly in the waning light of the… Continue reading

9/11

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By Brandi Perry It doesn’t take me to say in this blog what everybody has on their mind today. However, it’s incredibly hard for me to believe that the terrorists attacks on 9/11… Continue reading

Trip Preparation

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By Carrie Pokrefke I will not pretend I am a Master Trip Preparation Specialist.  I’ve done my fair share of final packing as I was walking out the door to go on a… Continue reading

Yoga With Kids

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I love a good oxymoron as much as the next gal, but this one had me rolling. I thought I would share the experience so you can get a giggle out of it… Continue reading