Photo Friday Link-up #8: Halloween

Oh please share your Holloween pics this week.

Here’s my favorite costume, recycled by many wearers.

Duckie talked me into buying Mrs. Potts about 10 years ago.  A dollar investment that I felt waaaaay to foolish.  Still, it put such a smile on her face, I had to say yes.  Well, it’s still making everyone smile.

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What’s in your lens this week?  I’d love to take a peek.

 

 Photo Friday Link up #8:  Halloween

RoadTripping, Day 2

Oh how nice it is to have a swim in a warmish indoor pool.  I believe swimming strengthens the sit-up, stand-up-straight posture muscles.  Anyways, I love starting the day with a little exercise.  Then a soak in the jacuzzi and we’re ready to get ready for breakfast.

Thank you Hampton Inn for a real breakfast:  eggs, waffles, biscuits, yogurt, fresh fruit, juice, and the beloved coffee (in regular, bold, and decaf.)  I find out not all Hampton Inn breakfasts are alike.  This one has some spongy kind of instant eggs.  I should have opted for the boiled variety.  Still and all, so much better than the caffeine and sugar in most hotels.

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I’m pretty sure this place wouldn’t peak our interest without the help of RoadTripper.

We follow Roadtripper’s advice and headed to Ted & Wally’s for the best ever ice cream (18% butter fat.) The waffle cones are better than the waffles we have for breakfast. The ice cream is excellent, and definitely no fillers or stabilizers. I can tell by the fast melt rate. I got a t-shirt at Loved-One’s bidding. We love this place, and we never would have found it without Roadtripper.

I showed the app to the sweet kid behind the counter, he was impressed or perhaps he just had great customer care.  I acted impressed.RoadtripD2 3 RoadTripping, Day 2

Our next stop is Omaha and Bob Kerry Pedestrian Bridge, the largest pedestrian bridge that spans two states. It was big. The nice thing about Roadtripper is that hitting the “navigate” button plugs the address into “Maps” which gives us turn-by-turn directions. Nice. The bridge is super-impressive, so we just walked along the river a bit and had a cooler-top lunch of crackers, tomatoes, cucumbers and mozerella cheese.  We had some miles to make up.

We both like packing a cooler with some snacks and food from home.  My stomach is too stuck in it’s ways to appreciate too much restaurant food.  I crave fresh veggies and fruit. Besides, I decided to change my micro-flora.  Starting this trip, among other things, no soda.

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Yes, those are home grown veggies. I never found a cucumber with an end like that in a grocery store.

(I’m dying to share my knowledge about the human micro biome, but first the trip.  Sneak-peak, there’s even an ethics component, because of how the studies may impact how we define what it means to be human.  Whoa! So interesting.)

Buoyed by confidence in RoadTripper, we ask it for directions to Dinosaur Castle Cabin Museum. A cabin made of dinosaur bones, thus giving int the claim of the oldest cabin in the world . This takes us onto local roads, but still going in the right direction.

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Just a silly sight: Rest stop with a fire plug and stainless steel palm trees.

“Maps” confidently proclaims “arrived” to a wooded lot with nothing else for miles. The biggest laugh of the day.

A closer look at the description reveals the correct address is in Wyoming rather than Iowa, in spite of RoadTripper’s proud pin on the Iowa map. Same roade, different state.  (Note to self, call or check out the website next time, that’s how I found out where it really was, plus it’s closed, looking for a new owner.)

We missed the Crane Trust Nature Center and maybe an hour driving. That said, it was nice to get off the interstate, and we had a good belly laugh.  RoadTripper also has a button that calls the place, too.

RoadtripD2 RoadTripping, Day 2Several people warned us that Iowa and parts of Nebraska are flat and well, boring.  But, I loved the scenery.  These wind farms are so beautiful.  Look at the farm, nestled in there.  Can’t you just imagine Don Quijote storm a windmill here?

We made it to Nebraska.  RoadtripD2 7 RoadTripping, Day 2

Oh, I should tell you about Isaac.  When Loved-One and I met, I had four adolescent children, he had no children.  He’s five, sometimes six years younger than I am. (See why I call him Loved-One?)  I worried that he would want his own children some day.  One day, Loved-One pulled Isaac out of his pocket.  “I found him abandoned on the playground , and handicapped, too.”

Isaac goes with us everywhere.  The grandchildren make him hats and one even brought him his own house to live in, complete with pets to keep him company.

We spent the night in another Hampton Inn in North Platte, Nebraska with another great dinner at a local restaurant.

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RoadTripping: Day 1

RoadtripD1 1 RoadTripping:  Day 1 Loved-One says he hates road trips.  His long legs, cramped into a Prius?  Not good.  My short legs dangling from the high seats of a mini-van? Less than ideal.  So how are we ever going to make that Route 66 trip I long for?

Make the trip the vacation.  We’re going to Utah!  Why?  Hey, why not?  We’ve never been there before.

I have a new app:  RoadTripper.  I’m pumped.  RoadTripper tells me the journey is 1373 miles, it will take 20 hours 30 minutes and we’ll spend about $236 in gas.

RoadTripper has a lot to learn about us.

I plug in the types of places we like to visit:  historical sites, hiking, quirky road stops.  I let RoadTripper know that we want to stay pretty close to our route.  I pick out some sites estimated to be about 2 hours down the road.

This is going to be fun.  Really.

In the meantime, Loved-One consults the old-fashioned way, Atlas, and the almost old-fashioned way, internet, to map out a route and find lodging.  He prints everything out and puts it in a manilla folder.
We planned to leave at 11:00 AM, but due to many last-minute tasks, like getting the net on the pond, we ended up leaving at 2 PM.  Loved-One and I have a problem.  Neither of us like to wait.  So while I’m finishing up my task that will take 20 minutes, he starts one that will take 25 minutes.  I see he’s still busy, so I start something that will take 15 minutes.  He sees I’m busy, so he starts something that will take 10 minutes.  Now it’s lunchtime.  I fix lunch, while he remembers one more thing that we should pack.

At 2 o’clock one of us backs the Prius out of the garage and sits there while the other one of us remembers one last thing.

What an easy route. Straight down I-80. Drive, get gas. Drive some more.

RoadTripper identified “Hamburg Inn No. 2” in Iowa City as one of Iowa’s most famous restaurants, featured on NPR’s “All Things Considered,” and Washington Post‘s “Great American Hamburger Debate.

Unfortunately, we never thought to check the college football schedule.   Moms on the Move are everywhere.  Loved-One’s latest paranoia.  Moms with strollers walking fast and determined, sometimes two abreast with elbows in football blocker position.  Iowa’s playing Indiana, holy hamburgers, not a parking place in site. I haven’t seen this much traffic since I tried to park during Chicago’s Taste of Chicago.  We get the heck out of there without even getting a picture of the famed hamburger joint.  That’s okay, we can always look back and RoadTripper and see what we missed.

Onward to Ankeny.  I call ahead for a reservation thanks to Loved-One’s manilla folder of print-outs.  We stayed at Hampton Inn at a reasonable price (senior discount.) We eat at a family diner attached to a gas station, right across the street.  The host at the Hampton recommended it. Better than we expected.

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Oh I love those Hampton Inn crisp sheets and duvet covers.  So glad they decided to stop posting signs that they change the sheets after every guest.  That gave me the creeps.Clean Sheets1 RoadTripping:  Day 1

Gratitude Monday #52: Fall

In younger years, I disliked autumn.  Autumn ushered in winter.  Everyday of fall was a step closer to bleakness. Autumn was brown and dead.  Each cool day was a sign of things to come.

halloween Gratitude Monday #52: FallSomewhere along life’s journey, I fell in love with fall.  I love the colors and the sounds and the smells.  I love the reds and the oranges and the yellows.  I love the rustle of leaves and the long shadows in the afternoon.  I love hot cider with cinnamon sticks.  I love a field of mushrooms growing in the mulch and the mustiness of harvested bean fields.

So fall leads my gratitude list this month.  Here are a few more in no particular order:

Whistling tea-kettles:  calling me to a hot cup of Constant Comment tea.  I love the smell of the orange rinds and the memory of mom sipping this very same tea.

Solar twinkle lights:  two strands remain lining the path in my back yard.  Still functional, one partially chewed by a squirrel, still reminding me of  a beautiful wedding in my back yard not so very long ago.

Hugs from grandchildren:  hugs in a hotel swimming pool, hugs in a hallway, hugs before bed-time, hugs hello, and hugs goodbye. hugs 1 Gratitude Monday #52: Fall

Walks through dry leaves:  the rustle, the smell, the texture, the color.  Mmmmm….

Fountain pens:  smooth flow of purple ink on paper feels so good and make my handwriting look almost beautiful.

Battery operated blue-tooth speakers:  We put Siri in the backseat while navigating.  We listened to Pandora music and stand-up comedy. Resulting in an entertaining 3-hour trip.  Next road trip, audio books narrated from the back seat.

Heart-felt congratulations:  Wrestler #2 embraced the 2015 Teacher of the Year in a warm bear-hug.    On stage.  Spontaneous, sincere, heart-felt.  The crowd let out a harmonious “Awwww.”  I am awed.  I am touched.  I am proud. I am thankful.

Long shadows in the afternoon:  The shadow of last leaves blowing in the breeze, dappling the already covered lawn, floating to the pond surface. For some reason, this lifts my heart and makes it sing.

 

What’s on your gratitude list this week.  Please join Laurel at Alphabet Salad and share.

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Photo Friday #8: Blowing in the Wind

I took this on a walk at the Crane Trust Nature Center in Nebraska.  It reminds me of a practical joke I played on my dad when I was a kid.  Turned out funnier as a memory than in real time.  Did that tickle your interest?  Jump over to Once a Little Girl and read about my childhood and my practical joke.

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When People Go Above and Beyond

camping 3 When People Go Above and BeyondI love to camp.  I camped since, well, maybe since before I was born.  Mom camped as a little girl.  Grandpa camped.  Now my grandchildren camp with me.

When I say camping, I mean in a tent, on the ground, cooking on a campfire or a propane stove, swimming, biking, walking, and eating ice cream.

I love the sound of the night that comes through tent walls.  I love when the sound of silence wakes me at 2 AM because even the crickets went to sleep. I love the sound of the wind rustling the branches, and flashes of lightning waking me to a dark thunderstorm.

camping 2 When People Go Above and BeyondI don’t like kids howling in the night from another tent, or climbing into my sleeping bag or sand tracked all over.  I don’t like branches falling on tents or tornadoes whisking us away.  Sooo…

When the camp ranger came around and warned us that high winds, thunderstorms and possible tornadoes were coming our way, I loaded up the family and headed into town to find shelter.

“Sorry,” the Holiday Inn told me.  “The Inn is full.”

“Sorry,” Jack, the young guy behind the desk at the Hampton Inn proclaimed.  “We have one room.  You can’t put all those kids in there.”

“How about a conference room?” I explained our situation and the kids and the storm.  “We can bring our sleeping bags in and camp in a conference room.

“I’ll have to call my manager,” said Terrance Gainey.   He looked doubtful.

He explained the situation to his manager.

“What does she look like?” he said into the phone.  “Well, sorta like my grandmother.”  (This, honestly, is my favorite part of the story.)

They talked some more.

“How much do you want to pay.”

I named my price.  More low-talking into the phone.

“You got it.” Terrance said.

Terrance helped us set up.  He changed the TV channel to something the kids liked.  He made us cookies and hot chocolate.  He let us use the swimming pool.

In the morning, we met a maintenance man, Jack Lawson  He brought juice and donuts and coffee to the conference room as we “broke camp.”

Before long, Shall Pandya, the owner, stopped by and invited us to a full breakfast:  waffles, eggs, bacon, biscuits, yogurt, fruit.

“You know at first, I was a softie, at this job,” explained Jack.  “I had to rein myself in.  Then I got too tough. I got robotic, and didn’t consider the circumstances.  The owners sent me to a course in compassion.”

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Jack Lawson and the morning host, Ruth Lambert.  (Missing from picture:  Terrance & Shall)

“Sometimes the best policy is to treat people, like, well, like people,” said Ruth Lambert, Terrance’s colleague.

That was three months ago, Jack, and I’m still thanking you.  The storms blew through, our campsites needed a little clean-up, but no big damage.  Maybe we could have toughed it out.  Maybe that would have been an exciting experience.  But then….

camping When People Go Above and Beyond    I’m so glad we met Terrance and Jack, and Shall and Ruth.  Four people who went above and beyond.  They gave us an experience that we will talk about for years to come.

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Camping kids with G-dad. Missing from picture: Duckie & Beanie & Me.

 

 

Ebola and Root Cause Anaysis

Last month the CDC reported that worst case scenario, 1.4  million people will contract Ebola by early next year (2015.)  Somewhere around 70% of those will infected die.  (I wish to volunteer because I know about containment and proper donning and doffing of protective equipment.  I can help.)

This month the first two cases transmitted to someone on US soil happened.

The news media reports Ebola as “something we’ve never experienced,” and therefore we do not know how to deal with it.

Ebola strikes quickly, is deadly, and no immunization is available.  Still, Ebola is not a mystery disease.  There are four Ebola viruses that infect humans.  It is named after the Ebola River where it was first discovered in 1976.  Although no one knows for sure, experts suspect that people first became infected by eating contaminated meat.  Dogs do carry the disease after eating flesh infected with Ebola.)

Sadly, the way the disease strikes makes it both fatal and self-limiting.  That is, the disease spreads by direct contact with bodily fluids and once a person is sick, they are very, very sick.

 

Ebola is not like a cold or flu:

  • It is not spread by air or water or food;
  • People who become sick are too sick to walk around infecting others.

Using Root Cause Analysis and asking the “Five Whys” prompts addressing a problem at its source.

  • Why did the nurses in Texas become infected? (the first to be infected on American soil.)  They came in contact with infected body fluids.
  • Why did they come in contact with infected fluids?  Because their PPE (Personal Protective Gear) was either inadequate or improperly used.)
  • Why did Ebola get to Texas?  A sufferer unknowingly contracted the disease in Liberia and flew here before symptoms set in.
  • Why did he get Ebola in Liberia?  Because the healthcare system is inadequate to isolate and treat the disease.  Too many people are contracting the disease for the the system to handle.
  • Why is Liberia’s healthcare system inadequate? Civil war, lack of education, poor communication, inadequate infrastructure.

Root Cause Analysis can seem like pointing a finger or finding someone to blame.  Far from blaming nurses, identifying faulty gowning procedures helps identify how to eliminate future infections.  The biggest risk is not pile-up of infected waste, or covering more area or putting on thicker layers. The biggest risk is self-contamination when the PPE is taken off. Although reports of waste piled to the ceiling is unsettling, if it is in a contained area, it does not in itself, pose a risk.  (By the way, I doubt the angle of repose would allow waste piled to the ceiling.  I know, math geek, here.)

A military effort to combat Ebola seems somewhat counter-intuitive.  However, Root Cause Analysis provides some insight.  The military is trained to put on and take off PPE designed to protect against biological and chemical warfare.  The military can provide infrastructure, communication, and protection for volunteer health care providers.

The Ebola epidemic gets compared to AIDS because it is spread through bodily fluids (blood, semen, saliva, feces, vomit, breast milk.)  However, a person with the  AIDS virus can be without symptoms and infect others for years before having any signs himself.  This is unlikely with Ebola because symptoms come quickly, usually within 8 days, and severely:

  • headache,
  • fever,
  • diarrhea,
  • vomiting,
  • Muscle pains,
  • Severe stomach cramps,
  • Unexplained bleeding (in about 17% of sufferers)

Death occurs within a week.  Ebola is nothing like AIDS.

The method to control a disease like Ebola is more like those used to isolate historically familiar diseases:  polio, diphtheria, small pox, and even the bubonic plague.  Although the modes of transmission are different, isolating the sick and those exposed prevents the spread of diseases.  Using aseptic techniques and universal precautions protects those who care for the sick.  Techniques and precautions must be used properly.

One more why:  Why so many, so quickly?

A disease can go along for quite some time before anyone considers it a crisis.  The math looks something like this considering one person infects just one other person and 8 days to show signs of infection:

1→2→ 4→    8→16→32→→→2048 people infected in

1→8→16→24→32→40→→→     96 days

Ebola got discovered in 1976.  That’s represented by the flat part of the graph below.

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Along the horizontal line is the number of people infected.

Along the vertical (y) axis is time.  In the beginning, the infection rate is so slow, it hardly gets noticed.

(The CDC is only taking medical personnel volunteers to help.  When they are ready to take trained quality assurance personnel, I am ready.)

 

 

 

Gratitude Monday #51: Home and Away

I’m home from a road-trip to Utah.  A road-trip tells so much more than a fly-over.  roadtrip 2 Gratitude Monday #51:  Home and Away

I feel spunky and ready to go.  So many mornings a woke up with things I want to write about:  blog-posts, a quality article for ASQ, improvements to my novel, and yes, maybe I’ll even be a speaker at a conference.

I’m primed.

So, besides my get-up-and-go, here’s what’s on my gratitude list this Monday:

Waffle makers in hotels:  Such a warm way to start the day.  Marry that to a boiled egg and some cranberry juice, plop it down beside a hot cup of coffee and I’m ready to greet the day.

Indoor swimming pools:  Another great way to say good morning.  I love getting a little exercise in before hitting the road again.  1500 miles one-way, makes it hard for me to get in my 10000 steps a-day.  Swimming is a great way to stretch those muscles and get the heart beating.  I believe  swimming is a great way to exercise the sit-up-straight muscles.

Beautiful people:  Three women, approaching 40, or maybe just past, sat sipping coffee as I got my cup of cocoa.  They discussed their joint efforts to keep fit, lamenting their saggy arms.  “You are beautiful,” I said.  They smiled.  I smiled.

Interesting people:  Two men in particular, make that three.  One is looking for his sweet-heart from thirty years ago.  Another, a former roustabout, was blankety-blank-blanking about his boss, who stood over him naked, in the middle of the night, wanting to fight.  Of course, the third, is the boss, who showed up for waffles and coffee, fully clothed, but looking quite sheepish.

Wi-fi:  So common now.  Love that I can use my i Pad almost everywhere without having a data package.  For those other places?  My phone works almost as well.

Adventures with RoadTripper:  2/3 of the time, the suggestion was right on target.  The other 1/3?  We had a silly adventure to laugh about:  an eagle’s nest in the middle of a suburb with no trees; the world’s oldest cabin on the right road, in the wrong state.  But we did find the crane sanctuary, the world’s best ice cream, Herbert Hoover’s Library, some great restaurants, and a beautiful memorial garden.

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The home where Herbert Hoover was born.

 

Midwestern Fall Colors:  The west is full of yellows and a few golds.  Bland compared to the crimson, burnished gold, bright yellows, two-toned orange-red, burgundy and browns of the Midwest.roadtrip Gratitude Monday #51:  Home and Away

Knitting left undone:  I packed it up, searching the bag’s hidden pockets to make sure I had everything.  I found the battery charger to my Sony Cyber-shot.  I thought I had to break down and buy a new camera.  I had searched everywhere, tried to buy a new one (twice,) and resigned myself to never seeing it again.  Now, where can I look for my lost black sweater?  In the refrigerator perhaps.

McDonald’s calorie counts:  Wow!  Who knew a Quarter pounder with cheese is 200 calories less than a Happy Meal?  Both were free thanks to Monopoly and BlogHer.  He, who hates long drives, liked this trip so much, he’s ready to take on my longed-for Route 66 trip.

NPR:  I found NPR in every single state.  My old friend found me listening almost everywhere.

Home:  I’m so glad to be back in my own bed, bothered by a persistent Sasha.  Even Misha curled up on top of the recliner to say hello.  And, of course, Duckie had many stories to tell.  I think she enjoyed her alone time with her hubby, too.

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Great milage, even in the mountatins

Want more gratitude lists?  Hop on over to Alphabet Salad and follow the links.

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Progress Report: October

How September flew by:  A wedding, three birthdays, a garden to harvest.

My Progress on Game Plan 2014:

  1. Get my novel published:  I will get editors, a cover designer, and a publisher.  I will.
    Progress:  I got through all the edits of my beta readers and Lisa Romeo, my editor.  Next up, a timeline study and a character consistency check.  I think I’m good on these, but, hey, check, check, and double check.  I’m still relying on Guy K’s artisanal how-to, APE, and I am getting a list of publishers together.  I really need to start putting a list of agents together.
  2. Knit or crochet yarn stash into hats for charity: I have a lot of yarn stash.
    Progress:  None in September.  October I’m back on it.  We’re taking a road-trip to Utah.  I’ll knit as when Loved-One drives.
  3. Make enough money writing to pay property taxes:  Maybe I wasn’t clear enough in 2013.
    Progress:   Four more newspaper articles and a contract as webmaster for ASQ1212.
  4. Expand my platform: a key to successful selling of a published book, I’m told.
    Progress:  Still growing  Fastest on Twitter; I just passed 700.  In the grand scheme of things:  paltry.  Still, progress is progress. BlogHer,SheWrites,Instagram, Twitter, FB page; Google+,Pinterest.  I re-did my Linked-In profile to reflect my writing career.  Already, I am getting new contacts.  Also, I agreed to help Wrestler #2 get his essay published, which takes time and introduces me to new people.

  5. Experience Night at the Museum with Two More Grandkids.
    Progress: 
    Complete!  Yay!  Miss K and Mr. L.  Mr. L plans to be a paleontologist when he grows up.  Miss K has her heart set on fashion design.  The two kids were congenial enough, but they never really talked to each other.  Really interesting dynamics.
  6. Travel Route 66 with Loved-One:  I plan to get some sponsors and write about out trip.Progress:  This goal is post-poned until spring or fall of 2015.  But, we are going to Utah.  I got an app, “RoadTripper” to plan the sites along the way.  Guess what?  A Route 66 road trip is pre-ordained.  Yes!  Springtime trip, here we come.
  7. Volunteer:  Last year I tried a women’s shelter.  Maybe this year, the food pantry.
    Progress:  Success with “1st Way Pregnancy.”  Volunteering is going much better.  I’m trained.  The women we help are wonderful.    (This shelter mission is “To provide loving assistance, emotional and financial support for women and girls who find themselves in a crisis.”  The values of “1st Way Pregnancy” match mine, that is: empower women to make life-affirming choices by offering financial and emotional support.  Rather than shaming and coercing with rules and regulations.)
  8. Read two book a month:  This goal doubles my 2013 rate.
    Progress:First, the book I read in July.  You know, the one who’s title  I forget.9781620405345 Progress Report: OctoberJoel Greenberg, A Feathered River Across the Sky  Oh my gosh!  This book is the most interesting book I read all year.  Okay, a side note, most of my book club did not really care for it.  But to me it’s utterly fascinating.  I read aloud to Loved-One.  I am flabbergasted that carrier pigeons were once so abundant that flocks of over 34 billion flew overhead.  The flock often darkened the sky and took more than 12 hours to pass.  Now theses birds are extinct.

    lg homeroomDiaries Progress Report: OctoberJames Petterson & lisa papademetriou, Home Room Diaries illustrated by keino.  Keino is a big part of the fun found in this book. The main character, Cuckoo Clarke, is a freshman in high school.  Each of Cuckoo’s friends have a wacky nickname based on their biggest vunerability.  They consider themselves misfits, and are working for a more peaceful, get-along high school with “Operation Happiness.” The illustrations are integral to the story, as it’s written as Cuckoo’s diary.  Maybe this would be different if a read it on paper, but I stopped reading all the conversation “bubbles” in the illustrations.  In order to read them, I had to click to enlarge, which got tedious. I just looked at the pictures, which are delightful.  A great read for junior high kids, looking forward to high school with a little bit of fear.

    From past months:
    Elizabeth Berg, Never Change
    Matthew Kelly’s Rediscover Catholicism.
    Sue Monk Kidd’s The Invention of Wings
    Louis Erdrich, The Round House
    Kate Atkinson by Life After Live:  A Novel by
    Doreen M. McGettigan.  Bristol boys Stomp:  The Night That Divided a Town
    Adela Crandell:  A Land of Milk and Honey
    Eric Larson:  In the Garden of the Beast
    Beth Nonte Russell:  Forever Lily.
    Graham Greene:  Our Man in Havana.
    Michael Allan Scott:  Flight of the Tarantula Hawk – A Lance Underphal Mystery.
    Linda Lawrence Hunt:  Bold Spirit:  Helga Estby’s Forgotten Walk Across Victorian America.
    Rachel Thompson: Broken Pieces (interviewed)
    Guy Kawasaki: APE
    Hilary Grossman:  Dangled Caret (interviewed)
    Candice Millard:   Destiny of the Republic.

  9. Get new carpeting for the lower level:  Ugh!
    Progress:  Not yet.  The wedding went beautifully.  Loved-One cleaned the carpet with our new Kirby, and got someone in to stretch it.  Voila, it looks like new.  Well, maybe not brand new, but good enough for a few more years.  It rained, mud got dragged in, but hey, it’s just mud.  All water soluble.  The carpet is back to almost new again.  Yeah!
  10. Send St. Patrick’s Day photo cards to friends and family: Progress:   Complete.  I got  great feedback from my Welcome Spring card.  Several people thought they just received an invitation to something; they weren’t sure what.  They loved the pictures and the surprise out-of-the-blue greeting.  I think I’ll do this again next year.

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