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Tomorrow I’ll Follow The Sun
(Also appeared in Huffington Post Blog as “They Won’t Remember The Clean Towels”) I missed the sun yesterday. Not as in, “aw, I wish it was sunny today. I miss sun.” Nope- we’ve had quite a few decent days here in the Northeast since winter began releasing it’s vice-like grip from our weather. But our Sunday was beautiful; a made-for-order spring day where the grass is suddenly greener, the sun is warm, inviting, and glinting like diamonds off every metallic surface. Or so it appeared. Through the windows of my house. Weekends tend to be crunch-time for me; with everyone home, the laundry quickly piles up, the sink is endlessly…
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“It’s Just Like Riding A Bike”
Confession: I don’t own a bike. I used to. Remember the days of old, when you and your tween friends would hop on your bikes and ride for hours, without your parents having a blessed clue where you were?? It’s been years since I’ve owned one, but that doesn’t really bother me. I don’t even want one. Because even when the weather is ideal for biking -as it’s been lately- any attempt at getting myself out to bike would look something like this: Today’s punishment- you get the back seat. (www.blisstree.com) Here’s why I’m not a bike fan. Because kids aren’t born capable of riding; they must be taught. And…
