Mary Lamphere
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A couple of years ago, my conference going friends and I decided that we needed a change of pace. We’d been attending the Writer’s Institute in Madison for several years. The conference had treated us well, but we were feeling restless. Some in-depth research revealed a conference in Las Vegas that sounded interesting. For the
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I came across a bin of old photos. A big bin. Decades of pictures, some dating back to before I was born up through about five years ago. The variety is impressive. Scalloped edged white framed and dated photographs from my earliest years mixed with school pictures, team pictures, and candid prints from Walgreen’s galore.
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As a day-lated tribute to Mother’s Day, I wanted to share this poem I wrote two decades ago. I’ve been inspired to update it–Every Grandmother’s Poem–and hope to post the new version soon. I hope you enjoy. Every Mom’s Poem (Life is Good) I’m just a “Mom,” A Homemaker, you see. But I’m a working
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It’s official, PUPPIES ARE FUN! The first couple of days were stressful, I was genuinely fearful that Miskey, the momma, wouldn’t make it. When we took the brood in for docking on day 3 and Dr. Dominguez checked her, he said she was looking great. I said “Thank goodness! I was really nervous.” To which
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Today marks the 62nd day since we caught our dogs doing it. If that seems oddly specific, it’s because a dog pregnancy takes 63 days and I had marked the calendar based on visual confirmation. We had purposely brought home a girl corgi, then a year after that, a boy, in hopes of having a
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Of all the “reality” television options, we watch The Amazing Race and American Idol. I love to travel and have been to some incredible locations like New Zealand, Switzerland, Italy, and Ireland. I get a charge out of seeing places I have been as they appear on The Amazing Race. That connection makes it “real”
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There’s just nothing quite like the first real day of open windows and cross-breeze in the spring. That day was Sunday for me. Sure, it was kind of humid, it rained a little, but honestly, the air felt fresh and soft and I welcomed it. I did a deep clean of my closet. Packing up
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I was talking to a reader about my novel Pocket Money yesterday and in a slip of the tongue, it was called Pocket Change. That reminded me I had written a short story titled Pocket Change. Pocket Money is a psychological thriller about four friends who reunite for a day of memories…and murder. (And it’s
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Yes, you read that right. The subject for this post came to me the other morning as I was looking up a “fact” I read on Facebook. I usually hit delete on incendiary posts, things that shock, mock, attack, or outright lie. But this one intrigued me. Instead of scrolling through the heated outrage listed in
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It’s been a very long winter…and much television has been consumed. I’ve referenced binge-watching a couple of times in my posts. I’ve always mentioned how it’s not really my thang. With the DVR and Netflix, we already watch enough TV in the evening hours, I don’t need to be filling my days with idiot-box viewing also.
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