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Isn’t She Lovely? | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. Isn’t She Lovely? January 14, 2009. I want to welcome N (my mom) as my very first blueberrydumpling editor. I wish I could record all the thoughts in my head as they come up. Sometimes I think of things to write about, but if I wait too long to jot them down, they lose momentum after the thought has left the moment. It has been one week and three days of being unemployed. Here are some highlights:. Daily, I continue to lose track of the day of the week.
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48 Destinations | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. February 27, 2012. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Poems, because I say so.
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New Bike Rider Revelations | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. New Bike Rider Revelations. January 11, 2012. New bike rider revelation #1- I see a day, somewhere in the future, where the $104 unlimited 30-day NYC MetroCard will not be a part of my life. 10/4/11. New bike rider revelation #2- Mastering the art of getting in and out of doorways and elevators with a bike, is hard. 10/5/11. New bike rider revelation #8- There is something so nice about viewing the leaves changing color in Ditmas Park on bike, rather th...
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Sunday Morning | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. January 29, 2012. All tucked neatly into sleep. The birds are ecstatic. The hum of the tv above. A puppet from Mexico, 35 years old, dangles on a nail from a broken thread. Cracks in the ceiling. 1/2 cup of coffee left. Filed in poems, because I say so. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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Morning to Myself | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. February 23, 2012. Biscuit and Coffee at McDonalds while reading a long bittersweet “hand-written” letter from a friend. Groceries at Target, favorite long sleeved t-shirts marked down to $6. Two laps around Home Goods inspired by “Chains of Love” by Erasure playing overhead. Air dried hair. Morning to myself. Priceless. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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The Bus | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. February 24, 2012. This morning I bought a 7-day MetroCard. I forgot how much I like to ride the bus. Sparks a sense of creative adventure especially on a breezy rainy day. My great-grandpa Eli would ride the bus all over Pittsburgh on his day off from his tailor shop. His daughter, my great-aunt Evelyn liked riding the bus too. I look out the window when I ride and often wonder what they were thinking about and looking at when riding the bus.
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Sleepless in Brooklyn | Blueberry Dumpling
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Another Day, A New President and Steamed Dumplings. April 16, 2009. It is 2:11 am and I cannot sleep. I woke up at 1:10 am. Why? It got me thinking about Michelle Slatalla’s column (my fav) in the NY Times. From March 12, (just read it two days ago) entitled “It’s Time for the 2 am Lullaby”. She writes about the change in her sleeping habits and waking up in the middle of the night, once she hit her 40’s. Uh Oh, I am 40. 8221; He said yes, and that it used to be a bank. I said, “Yes, my bank, i...People ...
