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Did you miss these? Read them now. (For older posts, check the archives, above.)
- Go Figure
- Because I Could (Plus: When It’s No Longer Fun)
- We Can Save HOW Much ??!
- Hey, It Works for Sculptures!
- Slow and Twisted
- Because It’s Nice Out and You’re Probably Tired of Crochet Photos
- Real Estate Wars
- Allergy Season
- Hugs All Around
- Second Project Done!
- No Story, Just a Photo
- Really, Mother Nature ?! It’s Supposed to Be Spring!
- How Did That Happen, Anyway?
- CM May Have Been Hacked
- Embracing Old Lady-ness
- Vaccination Roulette
- The Lazy Baker
- Teddy Rosalie and Her Dog
Category Archives: Holidays
Hugs are great, aren’t they? Especially when you, and the recipient of the hug, have both been vaccinated against the COVID-19 virus and masks are no longer required. Such was the case this past Sunday, which, of course, was Mother’s … Continue reading
We may be far apart and unable to get together this year, but we can still stay in touch with one another. My family will be having a Zoom Christmas this year, rather than risk COVID-19 exposure by having a … Continue reading
December 15 – one of the busiest mailing days of the year. My co-worker was on vacation, and we had certified mails that had to be taken to the post office, so guess who got elected? The waiting line at … Continue reading