Archive | September, 2008

I like fall.

September 30, 2008

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Fall is the best.   It’s starting to get a little cold, the leaves are starting to turn, and cheap heating is just around the corner.  My walk home is very pleasant.  Here’s what’s sittin’ outside the ol’ Hinky Dinky SunMart. That’s a pretty site.  I haven’t carved a pumpkin on my own (without the […]

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Hey, Dad, guess what?

September 29, 2008

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  When we visited my parents in July, my dad told me how much he likes Harbor Freight.  Well, it turns out that there’s one in Lincoln!  I love looking around hardware stores, and it seems to me that Harbor Freight is kind of like the dollar store of hardware.  They have lots of cool […]

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Stupid cats.

September 28, 2008

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Stupid cats.

It was a gorgeous afternoon. I had thrown our sheets into the washer before church and wanted to hang them up outside on the sheet-drying contraption. I was like a crazy person – checking on them every fifteen minutes, fiddling with them, smelling the fabulous smell that only laundry dried in the fresh breeze can […]

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One is enough, thank you.

September 27, 2008

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So, we’ve been hearing crickets in our basement for a couple of weeks, and it’s no big deal. Old house, unfinished basement – it’s to be expected.  This morning, however, we were downstairs getting the recycling gathered together and it was incredibly noisy.  “We either have a bunch of crickets down here or we’re really […]

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Do not taunt me.

September 26, 2008

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I still haven’t caved to the Bakery, and fortunately it’s closed when I’m headed home. I might weaken tomorrow, though, if we stop by while Gettin’ Stuff Dun. What’s on your To Do list this weekend?

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One born every minute.

September 25, 2008

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How is it that I can be a totally responsible cheapskate 99.9% of the time, yet in just seconds of weakness turn into a complete and utter sucker?  I can resist the shiny allure of infomercials by repeating to myself, “It’s not that good.  It’s not that good.  It’s just those fantastically positive spokespeople playing […]

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