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If only I’d known about the In Print ABC Blogging Challenge, http://inprintwriters.com/2013/01/12/the-abc-blog-post-challenge/, last July, I surely would have saved my Eff-bomb blog for today. How sad is it that as I sit here thinking “F,” that is the only word that comes to mind?! F…ef…eff… fa…fah… or should that be fuh…? Fa-fa-fa-Films? Sure, let’s go…
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Love mah dogs. My Corgi Crew. Almost eleven years ago I thought I wanted a bird for the four-seasons room off the kitchen. Dave and the kids went to the pet store to look at birds for a Mother’s Day gift. Nicole hates birds. I can’t help but think she instigated this outcome. They didn’t buy…
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Consider yourself warned: This blog contains random word nerdiness. At a meeting a few weeks ago, the word “quintessential” was bandied about. Do we know what that word means? 1. the purest or most perfect example of something. Okay, cool. But it got me thinking, quint is five and essential is… essential. Are there such…
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We’re all so busy all of the time. Crazy busy. C’mon, you know you are, or have been, or will be. Busy can be fun, it can be important, it can be crazy, but in the end, it’s not really what we want. (We want a nap. But I digress.) We all say it, all…
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I see a lot of movies. A lot. I enjoy the theater experience, the eight gallon soda, the keg o’popcorn, the bigger screen than I have at home. I’m easy, entertain me. I have no intentions of making reviews a regular thing. And by ‘review,’ I mean rant. It’s just that this is really bugging…
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I find memory fascinating! My apologies for this quick blog on a subject I will surely revisit in more depth. It’s not uncommon for people “my age” to forget things. Selectively. We can’t remember what we had for lunch yesterday but we can easily recite dialogue from The Breakfast Club. “Does Barry Manilow know that…
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I think “back to school” is my favorite time of year. 15¢ notebooks, quarter boxes of crayons and trendy backpacks not only trigger a sense of nostalgia, but also signify the beginning of the next new phase. A fresh start, familiar, yet reliable, and kind of comforting. I’ve always loved school. I love fall—autumn colors, football, my birthday… but…
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Forgive me reader for I have sworn. It’s been 602,487 eff-words since my last confession. (confession: I’m not Catholic.) That’s a lie, it’s been more. I’m not even at the forefront of this epidemic; I’m just riding the effing wave. You know it’s true. The word is everywhere, inescapable. Eff is the Snookie of swear words.…
MARY LAMPHERE AUTHOR 