Monthly Archives: July 2012

Men Who Run With Scissors – Part 2

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Efforts to manage new hair this week: My first effort this week resulted in a look reminiscent of a matryoshka doll – those fat little pear-shaped things with completely smooth heads. That’s how my thin fine hair looked – flattened … Continue reading

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In Search of Vulnerability

Okay, here I am. I’m blue. I’m feeling aimless. Without purpose. And I found this today when I went searching for something else. A few million people have already seen this. Lots of them have commented so I don’t know … Continue reading

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Challenge Title #1 – Wonderful Husbands

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The day I married for the first time is still with me in photographic flashes almost forty years later. I was a girl of twenty who rushed headlong into marriage with a young man I’d known for less than two months. … Continue reading

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Men Who Run With Scissors

Today I hurt the feelings of a man wielding scissors. I haven’t had my hair cut in more than a year, other than hacking away at my bangs every month or so. It was out of control. Long overdue. I … Continue reading

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The Challenge

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You may have noticed I haven’t written much lately. Yes, I’ve been busy, on the road a lot. But that’s not the only reason. I write in fits and spurts. Something twigs and off I go. Then nothing. For months. … Continue reading

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The Battle

I lie on clean white sheets in a cool, dark room. The overhead fan cools my heated skin. My wounds are tended, arnica on the bruises and the aching muscles, polysporin on the worst of the scratches. A cold cloth lies … Continue reading

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