Category: Slice of Life
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Chili and Chilly – What’s your answer?
My son, who is in 3rd grade, and I were working on colorful adjectives as part of his school work today. Which is the stronger adjective? Cold Chilly “Mommy, why is chili not chilly?” That was followed by: “Let’s start a blog called Kory’s Questions. And I can post my questions. And people can answer…
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Brainstorming and Heroes
Who is your hero? Tell why that person is your hero. My 8-year-old son is participating in an online writing class over the next two weeks. The session is focusing on “Writing to a Prompt.” The prompt happens to be about your hero. The first lesson is on brainstorming. I got a glimpse…
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Laundry Day (Literally) Stinks
Two bags of clothes sit in my garage. I wish they were going to friends or a collection box or a donation center. They will go in the trash. — I don’t check pockets when I do laundry. My mom never checked pockets either. I have washed (and dried) toys, pagers, money, wallets, coins, wrappers,…
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Three hours to write
How do I balance it all? Sometimes I ask that of myself. Today I realized one of the systems I have in place. Not only am I a wife, a (wanna be) athlete, and a freelance writer and editor. I am also a homeschooling mama. We homeschool for many reasons, which I won’t go into…
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Finding inspiration in what you can’t blog
I stare at the blank screen. I’ve been waiting all week for inspiration for this post. I can’t find it. I take that back. I’ve had inspiration, but it has come in the forms of things I can’t, shouldn’t, don’t need to blog. The small details of frustrations. The large issues of concern. The wishes…
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On the Prairie
On the Prairie I feel refreshed, restored, renewed On the Prairie I see the darkest night, the brightest sunrise, the biggest open sky On the Prairie I smell scared skunks, fields of fresh dirt, farms of cattle On the Prairie I hear the wind, familiar voices, grandpa’s polka On the Prairie I find healing,…
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My coffee pot died
My coffee pot died this morning. Well, the pot didn’t. The whole bean grinder inside of it did. When I pushed the on/off button, all it did was hum. It wanted to start but couldn’t. Just yesterday, I bought a bag of whole coffee beans. I had one remaining packet of ground coffee. Just one…
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Second Grade Summary – Slice of Life
Every summer I try to create a little end-of-the-school-year blog post. As a virtual school/homeschool family, it can be hard to see the “positives” day in and day out. The end of the school year posts are my way of reminding myself and my son of how far he came in the previous school year.…
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Happy Birthday – Slice of Life
Today my son turns 8! I can hardly believe it. I still can remember the day he was born. I was overdue and was scheduled to be induced on a Monday. My parents from Minnesota decided to come out early. As a little back story, they weren’t able to make it for the birth or…
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The Broken Deer – Slice of Life
I pass this deer on my daily outdoor walk. One of his antlers is missing. His paint is chipped. He is broken. “Why does his owner keep him? Does she not realize he is broken?” I quietly mumbled to myself the first time I noticed the fake deer. The second day of my walk, I checked every tree on…