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Word Play

Word Play

I was sitting on our deck, when my neighbor’s five year old son came over for a visit. He was very excited to show me how high he can count. With the exception of him disrespecting the number thirteen, I listened to him count to twenty. Proud of himself, he counted to twenty again, and again. . I tried to encourage him to include the number thirteen, but for some reason, he just didn’t like the number. Around the tenth…

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Seeing is believing

Seeing is believing

The day was endless.  Hours were spent preparing the house for the pending hurricane.  My husband Marc and I were exhausted. Muscles I didn’t know I had hurt.  But, just when we thought we were done, and that the day couldn’t get any worse, we learned we had to evacuate our house.  At that moment, we knew our work only begun, and we had hours of tasks ahead of us. . Needing a break, Marc, my mom who was visiting…

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Alex the cat vs. Irene the Hurricane

Alex the cat vs. Irene the Hurricane

When my husband, Marc, and I learned that we had to evacuate our house last week, due to hurricane Irene, our biggest fear was not the storm, or the possible destruction to our home. Instead, we were worried about Alex, our elderly cat. We didn’t know what to expect, as this was his first overnight trip. How was he going to react to being in a strange environment? How was he going to handle being in a house with two…

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They say these waters aren’t what they used to be

They say these waters aren’t what they used to be

As I stood at the shoreline, with the ocean waves cascading up my ankles, the running life guard yelled to me the five words you never want to hear at the beach, “they just caught a shark!” . “What?” I questioned as I quickly followed him to the closest jetty, where another life guard stood. . As soon as he saw me, he pointed, “Look…It is a tiger shark. It is only a baby.” . “Is it alive?” I asked….

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When it rains, it pours….

When it rains, it pours….

From the day my husband, Marc, walked into his house for the first time, he was plagued by leaks. By the time he met me, he was able to rectify some of them. However, over the ten years we have been together, he has continued to do, as I call it, “LSI” – leak scene investigation. Despite the fact that we have put on a new roof, used a million tubes of caulking, redid our balconies, and reinstalled the sliding…

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