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Yesterday Bill and I drove to MA to visit with Ella and her parents.   Her dad (and my son) Greg offered to keep her home from daycare for the day.  We arrived around noon and were able to spend the afternoon “babysitting” while Greg got some work done from home.
We fed her lunch and found [...]

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I spent today working on my Project Improv charity blocks.  I love the idea of not having to follow directions but found it kind of difficult for me without directions.  It’s a catch 22.  Anyway, here’s my blocks…
I like Block #2 better.  Maybe I’m getting the hang of it.
I will send these blocks to Jacquie [...]

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As I mentioned in the previous post, Bill surprised me with tickets to see Dirty Dancing at the Boston Opera House; this was my Valentine’s Day gift.  We had tickets for the 2:00 PM show.  It was a good weather day, temps near 40* so walking from the parking garage to the theatre, a couple [...]

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I always feel better when I have a chance to soak up some sun.  Today I had the opportunity to take a chair outside into the driveway and sit in the sun for a little while.  I put on my iPod,  settled in with a nice Dunkin Donuts iced coffee and just took in the [...]

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Okay, I’ll start with the good.  Ella, my 8 month old granddaughter will be fine.
The bad news…one of the daycare workers fell while holding Ella and Ella’s femur was broken (that’s the big bone in the thigh).
Now, the ugly…the woman that was holding her never reported it or told anyone that it had happened.  Greg [...]

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Ahhhh, vacation. We spent the week at a rental camp on Pekwaquet Pond in Brownfield, Maine. It’s nothing special, just a small 2 bedroom camp that we have been renting for the past 25 years. The kids pitch tents in the yard and Bill and I sleep inside. The pond is [...]

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Today is the 28th celebration of the day my daughter was born, my beautiful girl, my “Piglet”. She got that nickname because she had such fat little legs and her dad said she had porkchop legs. Somehow that turned into “Piglet”.
I never would have imagined how much I would grow to love her, [...]

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I read something the other day which stated that in my lifetime I would never see Easter Sunday come this early in the year again and that only those living, that were aged 95 years and older, have ever seen it this early before. That struck me for some reason; to realize that this [...]

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