Author: Tripping Raul
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Femality
Hell! I thought I’d made up a new word, but it’s in the dictionary with a *slash* between it and femininity and I don’t agree that they’re anything alike because you can be female and not the least bit feminine and the word femality is also reminiscent of ‘fatality’ and that…
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My life as a breakfast smoothie
Many mornings I stand by our weary blender and watch through the glass as little by little the collection of spring greens, yogurt, berries, whey and water slowly twirl and mix near the bottom at first then, slowly, higher and higher. Depending on what berries I’ve used, the mixture turns darker pink or…
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T-U-E-S . . . D-A-Y Night!
It’s Saturday evening and when I opened the door to my room I had meant to head downstairs for some semblance of dinner, but instead I heard, “Oh crap!” from one of the three 15-year-olds — the one I gave birth to — and then the sound of his footsteps…
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Violet
He looks a lot like Giles from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, so in my head that’s what I call him. He rides the same bus I do and once when I was walking back from the Denver Capitol I saw him walking into a building that was one block southwest…
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Bounce
Having a difficult time getting into the book on Alaska and its mysteries last night while the boys watched “No Country for Old Men,” I defaulted to the “Chicken Soup for the Animal Lovers’ Soul” book my mum bought me for Christmas years back. I’ve only read a story at…
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Recollectin’ on the reason I’m doing this blog
Dear Grandchildren I’ll Never Meet, It’s now 2012 and there’s no sign of you yet, so I’m thinking my prognostication is right on. Well, let’s hope so at this point since your Mom or Dads are only 22, 20 and 15. Another 10 years, methinks, at least, and yes I…
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Aaaaah!
Delightful vacation and still have New Year’s to look forward to! Lovely to have the 20-somethings coming in and out all day on Christmas, great food, lots and lots and lots of laughter and mockery. I would not want to be anyone other than me.
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An average morning three days after yet another crucifixion of character
Dutifully making my husband a breakfast smoothie of banana, berries, eggs, mixed greens and protein powder as he showers upstairs, I realize as I snap the blender to ‘off’ that someone is standing behind me in the kitchen. I don’t turn, rather reaching up for the crystal glassware to divvy…
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Be you never safe
Well, pity. Just when I was able to go off the antidepressants, I find out I’m not safe here either. Silly, silly TR! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will never be safe! You will…
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A rare slow day at work when I’m sitting there waiting for people to get things back to me
I challenge the whole “If you’re bored then you’re boring” concept because, although I’m bored out of my mind at the moment, I am not the one to judge whether I am indeed a boring person. While I understand the notion that someone ought to be able to connive or…
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