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Monthly Archive for January, 2011

In Anne of Avonlea, Anne has a lousy day, which starts off when she wakes up with a toothache and goes downhill from there. She gets to work (she’s a schoolteacher at this point) the heating stove refuses to draw, resulting in a cold, smoky classroom. The kids are all plagued with midwinter cabin fever […]

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I work on the Plaza these days, as a secretary for an architect. In all of my time in living in Kansas City, I have always worked downtown. Down in the financial center or the government district. Even when I worked for the Metro, I was still in the downtown-ish area, east of the Crossroads […]

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I pass by this church every morning on my way to work, and every morning, I get a wee case of the grumpies from this: The first half zillion times I passed by it, I just thought, “oh, a phone box. You don’t see many of those around anymore. Darn convenient when you do need […]

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Apparently we’re going to get our winter weather all in one go this year. It didn’t bother to snow or do much of anything but be cold and uninspiring throughout November, December, and the first half of January, so I am guessing that we’re getting all of the saved-up weather in one big chunk now […]

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Guess what I saw on Wednesday? Holy crap! A robin! Dude, some more of them! No kiddin’! January the 18th and the holly trees* outside the building I work in were teeming with robins. There had to be a good 15-18 of them circulating around. Now either these little dudes are crazy-go-nuts vanguards, or else […]

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Some while back, I took it upon myself to acquire about 3 yards of SCREAMING ORANGE corduroy.  At the time, my intention was to replace my beloved and utterly worn out orange pants of yesteryear. Yes, I am the sort of woman who will wear a pair of orange corduroy jeans so often as to […]

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I’m given to understand that pica, the compulsion to eat non-food items, is fairly common in children. Sometimes it is a symptom of a dietary deficiency, but sometimes it falls into a very broad category I like to call, “little kids are inscrutable little weirdos.” I should know. I was an enthusiastic little weirdo myself […]

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I distinctly remember the point in my life at which I became aware of the concept of “free time.” It was in the first grade. I’d taken to school with a typical childish exuberance. You got to be amongst other kids, eat as much paste as you could snaffle unnoticed, and learn stuff. Somehow, the […]

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