Because I said so, and other things I never thought I'd say…
Have you noticed that when I post a comment on one of your comments, a little picture like this shows up?
Yes, you noticed and you wondered, how does she do that? The simple answer is that I am really quite technically adept. Moreso than both of my brothers.
A few months ago, I mentioned our Square Foot Garden. I love the idea of gardening this way. It is low-maintenance, essentially weed-free, and perfect for an obsessively organized person who likes things in labelled boxes. This is how ours began last spring….
Dear Barb,
As we both know, your parents have been paying me decent money to be your best friend for the last twelve years and, for the most part, it has gone really well, especially for you. Until now, however, we have never fully discussed the terms of our agreement and what better place to begin doing that than here?
Grayson wants music lessons. More accurately, he wants to be able to play an instrument loudly and well without taking any lessons at all. So let’s talk about music shall we? And let’s start in the most obvious place: elementary school speeches.
Our recent road trip took us all the way from Ohio through to the Southern tip of South Carolina. The scenery along the way was stunning, marred occasionally by massive highway billboards that were always ugly but often entertaining. Here’s your question for the day: Which of the following slogans was not amongst those spotted on our long drive due South?
a) Rush Limbaugh: Saving the Soul of America
b) Beef: Real Food for Real People
c) Islam Rising: Be Warned
or
d) The U.S.A. Chant? Let’s Stop Doing That
Suddenly you flare in my sight, …
and once again I am blessed, choosing
again what I chose before.
- Wendell Berry
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When I arrived here in the Big Ol’ U.S. of A, I wore my Canadian-ness like it was the most important thing about me. I wore it like armour spelled with a “u”. As if when I said, “I am Canadian” to whomever, that person would immediately understand that a) I was fairly dying of homesickness and b) I was the embodiment of all that is good about Canada. Usually the person just smiled uncomfortably and gave me my change.
I care what you think. I do so.