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August Heard It’s My Birthday
I have tried hiding from my birthday (not because of my age, you understand, it’s just that my birthdays tend to go horribly wrong), but I think August heard. It’s been hosing me ALL month. So I thought I’d post some pictures of the fun presents I received. Early. Yes, I received all of these…
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August Brings Its A-game & I Bring my Kick-Me Sign
So we are officially two-thirds of the way through August, the month that loves to hate on me. I can’t decide if the picture I chose from the hub’s Flickr page is about August figuring out how to further hose me, or that’s a representation of the voices inside my head trying to figure out…
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Hot August Nights
In my memory, every night in August was a hot August night. We didn’t have A/C or even ceiling fans back then. I can remember tossing and turning in bed, waiting for the night to get cool enough for sleep. I’d move around on my narrow bed, trying to find a cool spot, flipping my…
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10 Reasons It is Okay to be Old as Dirt
This is the first August in years that went by at the speed of light. Usually August is something I slog through, beat up by heat, humidity, and the knowledge that I’ll be a year older by the end. And I’ll be lucky if the a/c doesn’t crap out on my “big day.” I’m still…
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August Needs a Makeover
Now that it is finally behind us for another year, I’ve come to the conclusion that August needs a makeover. In fact, I wouldn’t be opposed to revamping the whole calendar. Why are we letting old dudes from the 8th century tell us what day of the week it is anyway? Or time of the…