Category Archives: Sunday Scribblings

Sunday Scribblings: Smorgasbord

We were in Germany. There were no troubles on the horizon. I was working on my English degree and my husband was working for a military contractor. I wanted to see more of Europe. My girlfriend, Patricia, had suggested going … Continue reading

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Sunday Scribblings: Time Machine

Two smells take me back to the 1960s: cinnamon and chocolate. My mother loved both of these smells. Her grandmother used to make a type of cinnamon candy that she could taste and smell at Christmas time. So during Christmas … Continue reading

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Sunday Scribblings: Teeth

I have my father’s teeth. When you look at my two front teeth, you will see a straight one and one tooth angled about 15 degrees to the back of my throat. I was self conscious of that tooth. I … Continue reading

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Sunday Scribblings: Miscellaneous

This morning I woke up to a snowstorm. The snowflakes fell heavily on the trees and ground. By mid-morning the snow had settled to a few flakes. Because our balcony is covered, the birds (finches, warblers, and starlings) find seeds. … Continue reading

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Sunday Scribblings: New

I remember the first time I drove in a new car. I was in Germany. My husband was driving a new company car. The car even smelled new. After only thirty minutes of driving, I had a freaking headache, yea, … Continue reading

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Sunday Scribblings: Competitiveness

The few times that I tried to compete in physical sports, I had a bloody nose from trying to catch a softball, football, and volleyball. Or I put my back out by pitching softball. That time I spent three days … Continue reading

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Sunday Scribblings: I Carry

I carry one stone, three quarters, a cellphone, and a small wedge of candle. On my neck I wear a Medic-Alert necklace. When I go anywhere, I place this necklace carefully on my neck (I can’t where it all the … Continue reading

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