It’s all about You
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“How are you?” he asked. How much time you got? I mean, I could easily provide a lengthy, challenging, and emotionally charged response, right? After a brief moment of contemplation and equally quick dismissal, I said, “I am well. Thanks for asking. I’m here. I’m not wearing a mask. I’m outside. It’s not raining. I’ve…
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At my house, we have this thing we call the Table of Safety. Officially, it’s our dining room table, where we sit each morning reading the paper, scrolling the internet, and eating our breakfast. Unofficially, it’s anywhere we need to invoke a sense of respect and privacy during conversation. It’s sort of a, “No offense,…
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I’ve recently returned from a writers’ retreat and was thinking about what words of writing wisdom I could share with my Monday blog readers . . . but then I realized our highlights are NSFW. My friends do not, and I am currently not, writing mature themes. Our novels contain very little crude indecent language…
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I came across this photo the other day and decided it was particularly timely. Taken on my sixth birthday in October, 1972, it’s my friends and I posing for a photo in our party best. I love this picture. Today, this picture makes me sad.…
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Last Monday, I blogged about the little things I was missing… Like unlimited refills and a bowl of coffee creamers on the table. The next day, I received a surprise package from Amazon– A BOX OF FLAVORED CREAMERS! The note says: Hi Mary, Enjoy your gift! Now you can have that extra creamer in a…
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I find it very interesting the things that I miss. And so grateful for the things I did before I couldn’t. For instance, before COVID 19, I met with my writer friends every other Monday at Jessica’s in Roscoe. It’s NO surprise that I miss my writer friends! Our HUGS! Three hour booth-clogging conversations. The…
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This staying home thing has really wreaked havoc with my hygiene habits. Things like… Fixing my hair Applying make-up Deciding what to wear Showering Luckily, I got a haircut right before we went to Vegas, so I’m good for another six months or so. And, as we all know, I don’t have to worry about…
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Honestly, of all the CDC and WHO recommended practices, the not touching my face is the hardest for me. I realize, I’m at home–without any new exposure–and I’ve washed my hands, repeatedly, probably even more than the rest of you because my dishwasher recently broke, so I CAN TOUCH MY FACE. But still, I’m trying…
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Usually we don’t want to focus on the petty gripes of daily life. Those hashtag First World Problems, #FML, or #SMDH kind of posts. Especially when we have BIG things to complain about. And hooboy, do we have bigger things. But today, as we head into week three of our containment, I say, let’s have…
MARY LAMPHERE AUTHOR 