I had a dream a few months back that I looked in the mirror and had a huge tuft of grey hair right in front. When I woke up and looked in the mirror, I saw tons of the curly little silver strands.
When I see them now, everyday, as I look at myself while washing my hands I wonder if some day I will want to dye my hair back to all blonde. Don’t know.
But I do know for now I want keep them. I’ve earned each and every one of them the hard way, so dammit, might as well get credit for them.
Look at these fabulous letters written in 1971 to the children of Troy, Michigan, congratulating them on the opening of their new children’s library. The 97 letters are from such notables as Isaac Asimov, Dr. Suess, E.B. White and Neil Armstrong.
Our beautiful library, the subject of praise by these great people, is at risk of closing just 40 years later.
Save the library! Save Troy!
Oh, no! Just as I’m trying to get my kids to think Easter and the Easter Bunny are less important, this movie is propping the holiday up again!
Seven-year-old Suzi reached into the fridge and pulled out a pitcher, filled herself a cup and took a big swig. Fortunately she did NOT spit it out.
“Is this iced tea?” she screamed.
“Yes,” I said.
“Bleh,” she growled, wiping her mouth on her sleeve, “I thought it was juice. You people have to start LABELING this stuff!”
One time my daughters were playing around with a big heavy ice pack, just for fun. At one point Patti dropped it on her foot and bellowed, “I need an ice pack for my ice pack injury!”
Here in Detroit it is a gray, 32-degrees. I’m trying to be upbeat about spring being here, but, geez, give me a little help here.
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