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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: November 2011
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Sunday, November 27, 2011. Blog Challenge: Day 3. I decided to go with two lists for blog this bog challenge, because some of the topics bored me or were just not really the type of thing I would write about to the general public. My choices for today were:. AWhat kind of person attracts you. B Write about your first love. WellI am going to take the MUCH safer road of topic A! Good lord, so much easier than 'my first love'. Monday, November 21, 2011. Blog Challenge: Day 2. Eh Wow, this one took me some t...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: August 2008
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Sunday, August 31, 2008. How the HELL can I send him to school? Honestly, Sammy makes me laugh about 20 times a day. He has unique terminology that he uses.like "can you turn up the car's weather? So yesterday he was in one of those moods where he asks hundreds of questions. Everything from "how do they make Nutella? Which is a complete, wonderful and individual food group here) to "What is your favorite Super Smash Brother's theme music" Random? We got a whole mountain full of that here. I am ALMOST as ...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: May 2012
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012. Letter to my brother. But mom couldn't live through that alone. She was drowning in sadness. Someone needed to stand next to her as she talked to you, touched your hands and kissed your forehead. I thought she would just collapse into the pain that that moment. And who could blame her? How was Marty going to get here in time? How was I going to do this? The roller coaster of that day was exhausting:. Telling the kids when they got off the bus. They had gone off to school like it...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: March 2009
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Monday, March 23, 2009. Yup, quite a bit off my "game". My writing is not coming easily like it used to, my brain is all jumbled and I can't quite seem to sort it out into a cohesive paragraph. Sunday, March 22, 2009. Ohh, do I have piles of excuses. Tons. But you don't wanna hear that crap. You just want me to get on with it. I am sure many of you thought I fell off the face of the earth. Not true. I might have wanted to, but I am still here. Damn gravity. He LOVED that book. And that made me laugh....
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: January 2012
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Sunday, January 8, 2012. The post I never, ever wanted to write. There's been a halt to the writing here, and not for lack of wanting to. Not for lack of material. Not for any reason that I could have foreseen. Simply put there has been a tragedy in my family: On Dec 9th, 2011 my 34 year old brother suddenly, very unexpectedly died. It's only been a month and trying to sort out all of those feelings is still impossible. That endless loop of "Am I sad enough? Am I too sad? Anyway, this isn't going to be b...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: The post I never, ever wanted to write
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Sunday, January 8, 2012. The post I never, ever wanted to write. There's been a halt to the writing here, and not for lack of wanting to. Not for lack of material. Not for any reason that I could have foreseen. Simply put there has been a tragedy in my family: On Dec 9th, 2011 my 34 year old brother suddenly, very unexpectedly died. It's only been a month and trying to sort out all of those feelings is still impossible. That endless loop of "Am I sad enough? Am I too sad? Anyway, this isn't going to be b...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: September 2009
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Monday, September 7, 2009. Time flies.but it wasn't all fun. I can't believe I remembered how to get to this blog or (God forbid! Damn Has it really been since May that I posted? What the hell have I been doing! Ahhtoo many things to find the time to blog apparently. Let's sum it up, shall we? The school year just about did me in last year. I think much of my stress and anxiety about that overwhelmed me and made it hard for me to sit still and write or even justify the time to myself to write here. But I...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: December 2008
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Sunday, December 14, 2008. Since I have myself chained to my computer to finish my Christmas projects, except when I have to go to work, I have gotten quite a few things done. I make myself insane every year with personalized gifts and carefully selected presents. Someday I just want to be okay with buying gift cards for people and get over my need to "wow" people with something special. Maybe in my next life. Without further ado, the card:. Not too shabby, huh? Hope you like it! View my complete profile.
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: November 2008
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008. Get my kid away from AIM! So I am in Wegmans grocery store with Sammy yesterday and we hit the deli counter. Sam asks me "Mom, why is the cheese laughing out loud? Now, my kid asks me crazy shit all the time or bursts out with crazy non-sequiturs so I really don't make anything of it. Sammy, what the heck are you talking about? Is a frequent reply around here. He is adamant and kinda getting pissed at me and asks again and is now pointing at the deli scale. His session with ...
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Musings on the Precipice of Sanity: Letter to my brother.
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012. Letter to my brother. But mom couldn't live through that alone. She was drowning in sadness. Someone needed to stand next to her as she talked to you, touched your hands and kissed your forehead. I thought she would just collapse into the pain that that moment. And who could blame her? How was Marty going to get here in time? How was I going to do this? The roller coaster of that day was exhausting:. Telling the kids when they got off the bus. They had gone off to school like it...
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