Archive | April, 2010

Confession Time

April 30, 2010

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Confession Time

I am a terrible person. A liar and a sneak. It’s time to lay it all out on the table. I always liked to take pictures with Brad’s camera because no matter what my shaky hands did, it took a good photo. I secretly coveted it. Well, last winter he dropped it, but he brought […]

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Drat my eyes

April 29, 2010

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Drat my eyes

Ever since I started using a cell phone as an alarm clock I’ve enjoyed not having a clock on my nightstand. I used to wake up incessantly every half-hour or so and check the time. Now, I usually just wake up once in the night, and often don’t care what time it is. Unless. Unless […]

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Favorite Font

April 28, 2010

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Favorite Font

‘Way back afore the Steve Jobs and that other guy made home computers so dad-gum commonplace, my brother Phil used to work for a sign company. He had an impressive knowledge of fonts that was nearly god-like to me. He could just look at stuff and tell you the font: “That’s Monotype Corsiva. That’s Palatino. […]

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Found!

April 27, 2010

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Found!

Remember when I couldn’t find my smaller cooking pot? Well, I have lazily thought about searching every so often searched this house from top to bottom, and today, I found it! I could have just checked this website. It’s in plain view from when I made the alcohol burner back in January after a bad […]

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Very resourceful

April 26, 2010

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sticker banner

Here’s a Toyota Prius we saw on the way to Omaha on Saturday. Whoa. Those are a buncha stickers. He must really, really, really like stickers. I was embarrassed as Lloyd took pictures as we were passing him and Lloyd said, “Are you kidding? If you cover your car with that many bumper stickers, you […]

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Neither short nor stout

April 25, 2010

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Neither short nor stout

On our ride to Lincoln this afternoon, I was driving and Lloyd was reading one of his giant books. Suddenly, he looked out the windshield with a distant, serene and zen-like look on his face. Lauren: “You o.k.?” Lloyd (quietly): “I…… am no longer a little teapot.” Lauren: “*gasp!*” It’s been such a part of […]

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