Today I downloaded iTranslate, located the Arabic option, bought three for $20 bouquets at FoodLand, and my husband and I headed to the new home of the Syrian family who arrived in our town on Saturday.
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Yes. I have a Grammy. In this, her 99th year, I have begun to write her letters, send her notes and articles about things like molasses and how popular it is getting all of a sudden, and a postcard left over from our road trip to Graceland. I’m just assuming she was an Elvis fan at some point in the last 99 years.
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Today I wandered through an art opening here in town, built around the theme of funny faces. My spirits lifted the second I walked in the gallery door. People were standing around in small groups, chit chatting as we do, especially in a small town on Saturdays.
I have a friend who, in a very few short days, is starting something new and difficult in her work. It’s a promotion in status and pay for sure, but it’s also a promotion into anxiety and sweating and probably bad dreams and almost certainly making a mistake or two, or maybe three or four.
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This morning I lay in bed for a few quiet moments before I had to get up and start herding cats (actually, cat singular) to church.
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