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Originally posted on Red's Wrap: This is the world according to a child. A piano is where all of the stuffed animals need to line up and stay put until the weekend is over and someone else puts them back in the box. They look happy there and, oddly, it makes me happy seeing them there. So I don’t fuss about how my granddaughter ought to collect them up and put them away at the end of the day. I don’t care. This is the fundamental essence of being a grandmother – not caring about the stuff that took the joy out of being with children when I was…

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They Were Found in a Snowdrift

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: Is this foolhardy? That was my first thought. My second thought was that he’d left his cellphone in the car and so wouldn’t be able to text me if he fell over with a heart attack where I couldn’t see him. How long would I wait before I’d go look? And when I went to look, what would I do? Assuming I could find him in the white out, would I start chest compressions or do a quick wrap-up of our 32 years together, bid adieu and head for the house? These are the questions one contemplates when one is sitting in a car…

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The Snow Melting Pot

This is an update to yesterday’s post that told the story of how our furnace went out, causing our pipes to freeze and then burst, resulting in two inches of water in our house on Lake Superior. We have heat but no water. Well, we have water but it’s mostly in jugs. We have also melted…

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Perfectly Flawed

A long time ago, we bought a ramshackle beach house on Lake Superior and two years later it burned down. One minute we had a house and the next it was gone. That happens to people, though, and it’s a survivable thing. We lost things, a massive stone fireplace, tables made from beach wood, dishes…

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Random Thursday

I’ve had to find some relief from being pissed off all the time. If I think about Hillary Clinton losing the election to Donald Trump, I have to regurgitate every single instance of being underestimated, patted on the head, and being told I was smart for a girl. Appropriate though because I’ve been having a…

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Ageless Timeless

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: Don’t you wish sometimes you could have a Field of Dreams kind of experience and meet your parents before they were your parents? Encounter them somewhere ordinary like the line at the grocery store or getting gas at the corner station? Just chat with them, say hello, how are you doing, nice car, great weather, take it easy? And then go on your way and have your life with everybody playing their roles, you as the child and your parents as the parents. I wish I’d met my father when he was 23 like he is in this photo. I’d like to have run into…

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Minnie and BowWow Reflect on Tweeting

BowWow: I’m sick of being an outsider. It’s fucked up. Minnie: We’re not really outsiders. We’re just outside. BowWow: Yeah, sure, okay. So when we’re inside, will we be insiders? I don’t think so, amigo. Minnie: You’re thinking there’s an ethnic dimension to our being outside? BowWow: Oh Jesus, Minnie. How do you even fucking…

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