Category: The Samantha Years
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Oh MRSA, MRSA, Me
Ick-a-roo….such a nasty bug. So, it is confirmed that the critter who has taken residence in Sammers ear is MRSA. That’s the bad news. The good news is that we think we caught it early enough so that she doesn’t have to have a PIC line and she doesn’t have to go home on I.V.…
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Did she tempt the gods?
There is such a thing as tempting the gods. Talking too much, too soon and with too much self-satisfaction has always seemed to me a sure way to court disaster. The forces of retribution are always listening. They never sleep. Meg Greenfield Perhaps it’s because Mama tempted the Gods the last two weeks with her…
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I’m not gloating….just pretty darn lucky…
I’m posting ski pics….again. Because I had a great ski day….again. I’m not gloating….well I don’t mean to. I’m more giddy….I’m like a crack addict getting her fix…seriously. A good bump run, the sun on my face, the smell of pine…good living. I also got to ski with my husband which doesn’t happen too often…
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Freeeeeeedooooommmm!!!!
Freedom is just chaos, with better lighting. ALAN DEAN FOSTER, To the Vanishing Point What happens when you take three moms with young children, a day out without those children, sun, snow, mountain air and green beer? It isn’t pretty…. But it’s fun. Who are those men? We tried to ski but everything was closed…
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The many uses of my blender
So, back in the day, my blender was based on it’s ice-crushing abilities. How quickly can it make my marg a smooth, frothy, lip-smackin beverage? Can it meet these requirements many, many times during a Cinco De Mayo party without smoking, jamming or developing a funky smell? My needs were simple. The other day I…
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