That’s the way, as they say, the cookie crumbles.
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Today’s find: Crumbles
Today’s find: Reconciliation
My left hip was barking at me Friday night, the product of pickle ball played earlier that day (and probably also a reminder of the golf round played the day before).
Continue readingToday’s find: Pressing ‘Pause’
There was a time in the not-too-distant past when I would have been inclined to push on through.
Continue readingToday’s find: Rakish
It was with a smidgen of heart-rend that I pitched in to tidy up the back yard this past week.
Continue readingToday’s find: Trade-route terror
I’m partial to daylight I’ve decided, especially while driving.
And particularly when driving along Interstate 70 in mid-Missouri.
Continue readingToday’s find: Preparations
In the pre-dawn hours at our place this morning, there are obvious hints of the festival to come.
Continue readingToday’s find: PT (Pickle ball Trauma)
Mention a “Joe Theismann injury” to even casual sports fans, and you’ll get one of two reactions.
Continue readingToday’s find: In a scrape
We spent the better part of two hours Saturday doing some paperwork, my Sweetie and I.
Continue readingToday’s find: Sole work
I found myself in a world of hurt the other day, and it all boiled down to my choice of shoe.
Continue readingToday’s find: Hey, Jude
Something seemingly impossible occurred within my personal orbit in recent days.
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