I have writer's block. So, I made these.
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For a woman I know who is battling ovarian cancer. |
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For a woman who's about to be a boy-grandma. |
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I came back from Arizona and slept for a week while the illness I brought back with me worked through my system. When I emerged from my pillow and walked outside, I found these daffodils in my yard!
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For St. Patrick's Day, a few of us Coronas went to the Banana Club (a 1923 underground speakeasy), to eat really awful corned beef and cabbage and hear a pretty awesome Irish band play. Not only did they play the Irish classics like "Danny Boy," and "When Irish Eyes are Smiling," but they tried their hand at Steve Earle's "Copperhead Road," and CCR's "Bad Moon Rising," along with two hours of other songs, all done with an Irish brouge. Sorry, the pictures aren't great. I didn't want to use flash.
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They did kind of look like leprechauns. |
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Pretty talented band. I can't remember their obscure name. |
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I speed-dated hairstylists when I first moved here. The first one gave me a mullet. The second wasn't for me. The third wanted to charge me $400 for a hair coloring. Then, my pal Leah, told me about Crystal, who is located in the middle of nowhere, next to Gilly's Liquor Store. She does a great job, is reasonably priced and is a fun conversationalist.
Welcome to nowhere Arkanasas.
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