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Saturday Fiction

Small Eyes Reeta saw the man take the little girl. She saw the whole thing from her front porch. She had come out to get her mail when she saw a man down the block. He was standing on the … Continue reading

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How McDonald’s is like a Public Urinal, and Why That isn’t a Bad Thing

Sometimes, while Trombone is at school, I take Fresco to a coffee shop for a muffin. He has become, over the past two years, quite addicted to coffee shops and their muffins. We frequent many coffee shops; both chains and … Continue reading

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A Story

On Friday, Trombone decided that a fun thing we could do after nap/quiet time would be to write a book. It would be about Iron Man. Friday afternoon after nap/quiet time, the boys went immediately into their afternoon routine of … Continue reading

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First Cup of Coffee

Bed11, Day3 – First Cup of Coffee (fiction) The first cup of coffee I had after the accident was the best of my life. The guy who picked me up at the side of the road and brought me to … Continue reading

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Implement

I decided to keep blogging every day for the year, but I don’t have a cute name for the blogging every day. Blogging Every Day in 2011: BED11. BED11. Hahahahahaha. Maybe that name is cute enough. Or will it make … Continue reading

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