August 2003

Love. Whenever I’ve been getting frustrated at the world lately, just dwelling on it and digging in to it, I’ve been thinking, “Is this more important than Lee? Is it more important than Ray?” Obviously not.

Balloons. Wow. This week has flown by. This morning, going out to do laundry while Lee slept, Ray and I saw balloons. Of course we had to follow them. We managed to get right underneath them, pull over, and wave at them. I waved. Ray said, “Badoo! Badoo!” over and over. We picked the little …

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How it went. We’re back from the memorial, and my parents have gone home. — Every summer, my family would go out to the Black Hills to visit two sets of cousins, one set from each side of the family. They both had kids around our ages. The Knippling side was my Uncle Howard and …

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The plan. Last week, my cousin Jonathan died. I’ll talk about it later; I can’t do it now. The itinerary: Monday: leave after Lee gets back from work, drive to Rapid City, SD. Tuesday: arrive early in the morning, sleep. Memorial gathering. Wednesday: leave at some point, return to Colo. Spgs. My folks will either …

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Those D— Friesian Horses! cheval-de-frise (shuh-VAL duh FREEZ) noun plural chevaux-de-frise (shuh-VOH duh FREEZ) 1. An obstacle, typically made of wood, covered with barbed wire or spikes, used to block the advancing enemy. 2. A line of nails, spikes, or broken glass set on top of a wall or railing to deter intruders. [From French, …

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Assess. We finished up the first section of the game last night. Many thanks to Doyce, Jackie, and especially Justin, who’s been watching Ray and Kitten (the other little girl)–we couldn’t have done it without him, and them. And thanks also to a great group of players. I don’t think I’ve ever rolled my eyes …

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Creativity. I’ve been packing in too many things lately. Funny, how that stifles creativity. So the better part of this week, I’ve been crossing things off the to-do list with glee. Haven’t written, just brainstorming plot for the next big section that’s coming up–and doing most of that subconsciously. It’s been a week of vivid …

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Car. Nope. I didn’t mention it. We donated the old car to Big Brothers/Sisters a couple of weeks ago. They’re to send us a receipt, but haven’t yet, and haven’t contacted us. Time to start bothering the overburdened, I guess.