Monthly Archive: October 2012

Oct 31 2012

The Storyteller

Today, Halloween, it’s been two years since my father died.  He loved Halloween. I was thinking of him a lot yesterday. The woman at the corner store reminded me that it was “Devil’s Night”, the night before Halloween, notorious for childish pranks involving egg throwing or the knocking or the ringing of door bells. We …

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Oct 26 2012

Those Crazy Squirrels

I’m driving down the street and I have to once again slam on my brakes.  It’s suicidal squirrel season. There’s no other explanation for it. I saw the squirrel from a distance. He was sitting upright, watching me approach.  He stood up and turned toward the road. I slowed down.  He made an about-face and …

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Oct 25 2012

I feel like Forrest Gump

I feel like Forrest Gump. Do you remember that movie?  It’s my all time favourite. I could watch it a million times. My favourite scene is when Forrest sits on the big old porch and stares out.  Who knows what he’s thinking about, maybe everything that has happened. Maybe he’s not thinking about anything. I …

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Oct 11 2012

My first real mid-life date.

  I went on my first mid life date last night.  I didn’t know I was on one until we got to our destination. My husband is really stepping out of his comfort zone and is surprising me a little every day. Back story:  My husband and I stopped dating about 20 years ago, shortly after my …

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Oct 08 2012

My confession.

I have over 220 messages in my email inbox at any given time.  I can’t seem to let them go.  My name is Constance and I am an inbox-a-holic. I’ve been hiding it for years. I didn’t think it was a problem. I mean it doesn’t seem to be harming anyone else.  They’re just social …

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Oct 02 2012

Mid-LIfe Reinvention, endings and beginnings.

I have a job interview this morning.  I think I caught a cold and it’s raining. This means that the moisture in the air is going to morph my hair into an S.O.S pad style frizzy mess. If I could draw it for you, I would simply sketch a puffy circle of a head with …

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