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The Story of Stuff

Last night Michael and I were up at the mall (again?) and he remarked, “isn’t it amazing how this season just gets people to go out and buy stuff? Look at this place.” And it is. I’m a victim myself. Stuff. Lots of it. Piled in the aisles, marked up and marked down. Shoppers

Emerick Elementary

Not just any elementary, Emmerick is my grandson Ben’s school, in fact that’s his head right under the first O in Holbrook. I had a great time. First, the kids all knew my name (thanks to librarian Elizabeth and all the teachers) and a lot of ground work by the PTO, Cheryl, Marcy and

Holiday Wishes

This morning I played around with a photo from Kelly’s new camera (above), thinking about last weekend. I had Katie’s two oldest, Stephie and Scottie, on Saturday. I needed to buy a filter for the fridge at Sears and pay a bill at Penney’s. You don’t have to know my mall to know that

Worm Food

Last July I bought an indoor worm composting system from Worm Firm. http://wormfirm.com/id1.html Not just any worms, mind you, red wigglers, the Rolls Royce of worms. And fat and juicy looking squirmlies they are. It quickly became apparent that we had so many kitchen scraps, we would need two bins, so I bought another. We

Kazakhstan Travel Plans

Kazakhstan lies in the north of the central Asian republics and is bounded by Russia in the north, China in the east, Kyrgyzstan and Uzbekistan in the south, and the Caspian Sea and part of Turkmenistan in the west. It has almost 1,177 mi (1,894 km) of coastline on the Caspian Sea. Kazakhstan is about

Thanksgiving

And there we are. Left to right: Scottie (aka Scooter), Stephie, Thomas, Sara Kelly, Sara Ellen, Danny, Ben. Ready — Swing! A little unsure. Holding on. A lot to be thankful for this year.
I’ve read a lot of articles about people boycotting thanksgiving because of the dastardly acts the settlers committed against indigenous peoples,

NCTE Middle School Mosaic

Thirteen minutes. That’s the time Kylene Beers allotted for poetry during the 2.5 hour event at NCTE in NYC this year. Thirteen and a guillotine was to descend at 14. I can’t explain how much I obsessed about this time limit. I made power point slides for a read along. I deleted them. I

Things to do to avoid writing . . .

Get a snack. This is a long list.

Starting with: Get a snack. Walk the dog. Stare out the window. Play solitaire. Knit something that is destined to fit no one. Crochet a cover to fit a tennis ball. Mend socks. Swim. Read a magazine about something you already know

Democracy: the votes are in

Carolyn Bucey finished off her slimy opponent Bill Snow with a knock out punch of truth and we won. Not only that council seat, but two others, also. It was a sweep of local proportions.
A commenter on my last post suggested I name names, so here we go. Our neighborhood was unhappy with our

This is what democracy looks like

It’s people meeting at one house in the neighborhood at 9:00AM on a Saturday morning to pass out literature. The smell of coffee from one of those 30 cup stainless towers. A plate of coffee cake cut in 2 inch squares. It’s pulling your scarf up over your mouth and snugging on a hat and