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13 August 2016
to Saturday: 9. What we've committed to our readers is that we will post 9
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Kind of both, I guess. For "big" trips, we plan with
our travel agent. But I do like the idea of just getting on the road
and winging it. Walt is more of a planner type.
I kill mint. I kill dandelions. At one time I
had an epiphany and actually kept plants going for several years. Our
house looked like a jungle. But the one day I looked at my overgrown
living room and said to the plants, "I just don't care about you any
more. Slowly they all died. Now I have nothing green
living in my house (unless it's mold on something in the refrigerator)
I probably have been because I can be rather bizarre, but if
I was, I was not aware of it, which is a good thing because I am also very
No. It's protected by two dogs. The terrier
would probably lick any would-be robber and beg for tummy rubs, but the
Chihuahua would kill him.
I say no thank you. Many years ago I had a friend who
was deathly (and that is no exaggeration) allergic to scent. It was so
bad she was often house-bound. I learned then about scent allergies
and how toxic they can be and I stopped wearing scent in deference to those
around me who might also be allergic. Since then I have found that I
am really bothered by heavy scents on others -- not allergic, but just not
used to them.
Since 1953, it has been Judy Garland, though she hasn't done
much since 1969.
No. At least nothing more scary than The Sixth
Sense. I have not seen any slasher movies.
Since I was usually the "good girl," I guess I was teacher's pet, though some teachers didn't think so. I was definitely not class clown, jock, stoner or cheerleader, though some might have thought of me as a brain (I never did), You can fool a lot of people if they always see you reading. Reading was my way of dealing with social anxiety (still is).
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