My ego wanted to read some of my blog the other day. This line on my Applause, Applause page got my attention:
I will continue my practice of referring to your work in my posts as they inspire me. You do inspire me, in more ways than I can possibly express.
I haven’t done that lately. Today, I will make amends.
There are two bloggers that you might enjoy if you do not already read their work.
One is Peg Stueber of The Tempest and the Teapot. Today she posted a piece on sleep deprivation, something I am all too familiar with lately, what with decrepit smoke detectors sounding off at the most inconvenient hour. Like two in the morning. Then again at three. So all night I am bracing for the next ear-splitting blare. Unfortunately, it is not a simple matter of changing batteries. These babies are hardwired. And I’m home. Alone. Reiner is up north at the mine-site. I tried to find the right breaker on the hydro panel so that I could snip the damn wires. But couldn’t. I got tired of trudging up the three flight of stairs after the seventh switch failed to disconnect the alarm. Don’t look at me. I didn’t mark the panel. Previous Owner is on the hook for that oversight. But enough of my wailing. What I really want you to know about is Peg’s term for ex-husband. Wuzband. Is that great, or is that great?
You might also find Van by the River someone you’d enjoy reading. I’ve enjoyed many of her posts and today’s was no exception. I feel, as I do with so many of you, a kindred spirit in Van. In her post, she lists the bullet points of a quiz that determines whether or not you are an old soul. I recognize myself in each of the points. Am I an “old soul”? Who knows, but the shoe fits.
There have been several moments in my life where I recall feeling like I was in the presence of something divine. You can read about one of those moments in my comments to Van.
I will leave you to check out these bloggers at your leisure.
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