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C: Please Don’t Buy This Book

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There’s a new book out. Please don’t buy it.  Don’t download it to your Kindle; don’t pollute your bookshelves with a bound copy.  You can glean all you really need to know about this subject free from the internet and television. Let’s don’t line this wh**e’s pockets, please. I’ll synopsize the highlights for you here for the twin purposes of letting off steam and perhaps costing Rielle Hunter a book sale or two. I’ve written about this woman before.  I’ve also written about Edwards.  Neither posts are flattering and Hunter’s televised interview last night did not change my opinion.  Hunter says she didn't give in easily to sleeping with a married man.  Apparently it took “Johnny” telling her about his three other mistresses in order for her to crawl into bed with him  that first night they met. This thought pretty much stuns me.  Let me get this straight: Being told that he is a serial adulterer—that you will be just one in his string---is what overcomes your aversion to

V: Dog Days of Summer

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    Now that I’m enjoying my summer break from work, I’ve decided to tackle the never ending “To Do” list.  First on my list was getting the two youngest pups neutered or as we say around here --“fixed”.  Somehow I have acquired two dogs who I did not intend to ever have living at my house!  Son is living at his sister’s farm in a travel trailer and with their seven dogs, it just wasn’t going to work.  So we have his  beagle and coonhound in our backyard.  Youngest daughter and grandson have moved to an apartment, so for now at least, little Desi is staying here.  Fortunately, I discovered that we have a local group that offers low cost spaying and neutering and shots.  Because they were offering a “June special”, both dogs were neutered, received rabies shots and vaccinations for a total of $80.00.  The neutering was only $25.00 for each dog!   Our older dog, Dudley, is glad it’s not his turn to go to the animal clinic!   He’s trying to slink away unnoticed!   Do

C: The Summer of Love

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One of the things I am wont to do in times of insomnia is surf Youtube on the old I-Pad.  I run across the most amazing things.  Last night it was a stroll down memory lane.  Here’s what I ran across:   This film was produced in 1970 and it is Ms. Rita Abrams’ Strawberry Point (Mill Valley) fourth grade.  The Mill Valley song went as viral as you could go back then: a spot on the national news and then radio airtime, which is all I remember.  I loved the song back then, but this YouTube presentation is the first I recall of seeing the film. Of course, there was one other way of going viral back then: the commercialization of the hippie movement’s lofty ideals of peace-love-harmony.   Remember this one from 1971: 1970 was the year I married, following my freshman year in college. I was smack in the middle of the whole peace-love-hippie movement with straight, long hair down to my waist, parted in the middle—just like you saw on about 90% of the girls in those two films. 

V: Introducing Grace

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    Someone new arrived last month to join adoring siblings who all want to hold her!  She WILL be spoiled, but hopefully will be as sweet and peaceful as she looks in this photo!   Big sister and imp, Emma Rose, will have to share the limelight!     She seems a little interested and sometimes sweet, but there have been a couple of incidents—such as climbing into the bassinet and a little love pat administered to new baby sister with too much gusto!     It’s fun to play dress up with high heels when you’re not holding new sister!   I loved dressing up in my mom’s high heels when I was little.  I especially remember my mom’s open toed black patent leather stilettos!  I  loved my pair of plastic high heels when I was five.  It was my consolation prize for having my tonsils out!  I can still remember clattering down the halls of the hospital in my “heels”.  I think they were sparkly!  Did YOU ever own a pair of those high heels?  I’m wondering if they stil