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Historical Non-Fiction in Northern Ontario

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Show some Restraint

Have you ever done this? Have you ever been reading the content in WordPress Reader and a little number shows up next to the URL address that indicates “New Post” so you scroll back up to the top of the page and sure enough there’s a new post from someone you like and you read it and you like it… but you do NOT “Like it” by clicking on the […]

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Why I Blog

Or, at the risk of bringing to mind scatological images, “Why I Dump.” In another couple of weeks I will celebrate my two-month anniversary here on WordPress.  So, yeah, yay me. But here’s the thing. I’m starting to become self-conscious about my writing. I suppose that comes with the territory. Especially if you spill your guts, make yourself vulnerable. Which I’ve done, sort of. In a muted kind of way. […]

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Big Words

Before I tucked into bed last night, I took one last circuit around the internet and noticed a few comments on my blog. I was tempted to answer them, then and there, because I’m obsessive that way, but I managed to talk myself out of it. First thing this morning then, I’m up and composing witty rejoinders in my noggin while I get ready for the day. You do that […]

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Last evening as I was describing my mom , Jean, I recalled the first time I saw this picture:

Her Highness Queen Elizabeth II aka Dead Ringer

Her Highness Queen Elizabeth II aka Dead Ringer

It hung at the head of our kindergarten classroom. We were learning to sing God Save the Queen, to stand at attention, with our gaze upon this portrait. As I recall, I did a double take. How was it, I wondered, that my mom’s picture was up there above the blackboard?

Jean

Jean the First

Years later, I retold this story, and my friend claimed that EVERYONE thinks that their mom looks like Queen Elizabeth.

What do you think? Can that be so? I find it rather hard to fathom, but I’m prepared to hear otherwise!

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Photo Credit 

http://www.npg.org.uk/collections/search/portraitLarge/mw50273/Queen-Elizabeth-II

Long May She Reign

Late Bloomer

This one’s for Stephanie, one the funniest gals I’ve met on WordPress. Sister in writing and in underwear or, I suppose, blogging and bra-gging. WordPress suggests that I write about my strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did I respond? Short answers: Q: What caused the adrenaline? A: I wanted to ask my Mom when I’d get a bra. Q:Was it justified? A: […]

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Free to a Good Home

I’ve got three wishes from the nice people at Daily Prompt. I can’t use them. They’re yours. No strings attached. If you want to let me know how you use them, that’s great! If not, that’s OK, too. You see, the moment I set out to choose my wishes, I get stuck, overwhelmed with the possibilities. Not to mention guilt. AND the responsibility to use my wish wisely.  Surely it’s […]

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