Category Archives: I Remember When… (my OWN stories)

Memories and vignettes, true stories old or recent.

I’m Meeting My Deadline. So There.

I’m linking up for some virtual coffee with Rachel Anne and the Company Girls! I’m a writer, but I almost never write about writing* because I’m always trying to learn everything I can about writing from other writers. In other … Continue reading

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Clean or Mean: Eating Your Words

I don’t mind telling you that I’m in my fifties. Or that I grew up in a Midwestern family which, like Erma Bombeck’s, “viewed gravy as a beverage” (one of my favorite Erma quotes). Even though I’ve been bicycling since … Continue reading

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Those “Three Little Words” I Long to Hear

Brent has been my Valentine for over 35 years, my husband for the vast majority of those years. But I still love to hear him say those three little words. What’s that– “I Love You?” Oh. Those three little words. … Continue reading

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Creature of Habit (Part 2)

I already told you about how I go on auto-pilot when doing routine things at home. Well, now it seems there are times I can’t remember whether I am riding my bicycle, or driving a car. One afternoon I was … Continue reading

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It’s a “Ruff” Life

After years of not crocheting at all, I suddenly got the urge last winter to make a circle scarf for one of my young friends. Armed with a large crochet hook so I could work loosely for more softness, I … Continue reading

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I’ll Be… ummm… Somewhere For Christmas

Today I am linking up with Jen and friends at Soli Deo Gloria. I remember the moment like it was yesterday. Brent was unemployed, struggling to find a job during an industry slump. We were not homeless, but only because … Continue reading

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