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Back to Running

Today we thought about running, but we didn’t. My husband is sometimes more ambitious for his own good. I’m not the runner here, so I just go with what he tells me, but sometimes I really should question what we’re doing. Like running in 78 degree weather in the sun. That wasn’t such a good […]

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Sick Days

This is being posted a little late today, not because it took any longer to write than anything else, but because I didn’t get up with my husband like I was supposed to. Instead I went back to something like sleep until the garbage trucks woke me an hour later. And to be honest, once […]

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Waking up Ramble

You know it’s bad when you’re too tired to even make coffee. I realize that I could get up and walk into the kitchen and empty the last remnants of coffee grounds from the coffee maker, reline it and fill it again, rinse out the pot and fill the water portion half way, because I […]

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Blanket Probelm

Confession: I love blankets. Now I know what you’re thinking: who doesn’t like blankets? Okay, so there are some people out there who don’t care for blankets, my husband could take them or leave them, but I’m pretty sure most people lean more in favor of the blanket than not. I happen to be leaning […]

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My Husband Made Me Run

I am surrounded by runners. My cousins, my friends, even my husband; there are runners everywhere I go. For years I have resisted this running craze. I’ve seen the pictures of the 5ks and heard all about long runs through the woods and not once thought I would ever take part. I don’t like running, […]

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