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Sandra's at home: September 2009
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Note: Dan tells me this is a blog. I think its just what's on my mind - I'm sorry I've been keeping it in there so much lately. My mom would have been 70 today. Seventy. Wow. Funny but I can't picture her at 70. She never seemed anything but ancient to me - I guess because she was in her 30s when I was born. She never seemed like a young person. She was silly of course but never "young silly" always "adult silly". She drank singapore slings. We are NOTHING alike.
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Sandra's at home: January 2009
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Friday, January 30, 2009. I'm sitting here, on my love seat, in my living room wishing I lived in the country far far away from everyone. Far FAR away. I can't even think. Its too loud. Way too loud. The neighbours. The neighbours music is SO loud that the wall is vibrating. Booming bass is banging and has been for half an hour. How long do I have to listen to it before I can complain? How many fucking times do I have to complain before they get that its just too bloody fucking loud? But, you know, its a...
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Sandra's at home: Tell me where it hurts
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Sunday, May 24, 2009. Tell me where it hurts. The other day I had physiotherapy on my shoulder. If you will remember waaaaaaaaaaaay back to last year I hurt my shoulder. It happened when I was on the lazy river at Disney World, floating along on my inner tube. Sammy and I were holding hands. He proceeded to float one way and I floated the other. We didn't let go of each other and it is my belief that my baby ripped my arm from the socket. Sometimes where things hurt isn't where you're injured". My head s...
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Sandra's at home: Resolutions revisited
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Friday, January 2, 2009. My friend Dan has a blog. Its here. In his blog, he does a "review" of last year's New Year's resolutions and gives himself pass or fail marks on them. I've decided to do something similar and let you all know just how I did. Here are the eight things I resolved to do or not do in 2008. 1 I will not quit this stupid job until I get another one - and I will not stay in this job cause I kind of hate it. Fail But ultimately - passed. 2 I will do the dishes. I actually DO the dishes&...
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Sandra's at home: Singing the Blues
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Thursday, May 21, 2009. My friend is going to a concert tonight - to see Elton John and Billy Joel. While I've never been a fan of Billy Joel, I have always loved Elton John. Billy always seemed too.hmmm.American for my tastes. Too working class hero. Too - well - just too American. Elton, on the other hand, he was a mystery to me and I loved him. Back in the 1970s I was alive and well but a kid - not really aware of what was going on around me but watching it nonetheless. When a boy.well I bet you c...
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Sandra's at home: Turn it down
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Friday, January 30, 2009. I'm sitting here, on my love seat, in my living room wishing I lived in the country far far away from everyone. Far FAR away. I can't even think. Its too loud. Way too loud. The neighbours. The neighbours music is SO loud that the wall is vibrating. Booming bass is banging and has been for half an hour. How long do I have to listen to it before I can complain? How many fucking times do I have to complain before they get that its just too bloody fucking loud? Loves of my Life.
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Sandra's at home: The Crickets
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009. Yes, that's the sound of crickets. I haven't been writing here lately and I'm about to give you the home spun psychoanalysis that I've managed to dig up out of my psyche. People were reading my blog. People were reading my articles in the magazines that I wrote. People in general were reading what I had written. Some people read it and asked me questions. Some people read it and said I was oh so clever to have written these things. And all of the sudden I got shy. I've never ever s...
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Sandra's at home: Another one bites the dust
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011. Another one bites the dust. Farewell sweet Oreo - we hardly knew ye. Well, if we are being honest, we knew ye for 4 years which is about twice the life span of an ordinary hamster. You did well my friend. Lived a long and happy life in your little critter habitat. Enjoyed a good run in your ball. Ate your fill of nibbles. Oh - you loved a good baby carrot! Just last week you escaped and we caught you running free in the hallway! One last shot at freedom, eh. Loves of my Life.
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Sandra's at home: December 2008
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Sunday, December 28, 2008. Music of my Life. I have decided that this is my new theme song. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Howling Canvas Blog. A day in the life of chaotic boredom. Music of my Life. Loves of my Life.
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Sandra's at home: July 2011
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Sunday, July 31, 2011. That's my Uncle George. He just died last week and his funeral is tomorrow morning. I know - sad - but he was 85. He lived a good life. They lived in the tiniest house I've ever been into in my whole life. It was one floor - no basement. There was one bathroom, two bedrooms and a kitchen. The whole place is heated by the woodstove in the kitchen - to this very day. Sometime in the late 1980s they added a living room. My mom was horrified! She told that story well and often. Why is ...