Miss Vera

    On this date in 1907, Vera Owen Bridges was born. She would become a mother 21 years later. Many, many years after that, she would become a great-grandmother. My great-grandmother.   All my memories portray her as an…

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How Cute

    Mister and I were out on the town, dinner and some live music. All my expectations were reasonable. Average even. I thought we’d enjoy some food, then walk across the street for some good music. Nothing more, nothing…

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The Tipsies

    I’ve been journaling for as long as I can remember. And I generally practice one rule on that front and one rule only: I do not go back and read what I’ve written. I have this rule in…

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I Smell Meat

    I don’t remember if I’ve mentioned this or not, but Mister and I have been abstaining from alcohol and meat. We felt we’d overdone it the last week or so of December, and figured it would be good…

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