Two Young Professionals

In the same vein as inside jokes, Jeremiah and I make use of several “inside phrases,” blips of language that seem insignificant to the unfamiliar ear but, between the two of us, host a powerhouse of memory and emotion.¬†Two buckets on the same tree. A smart cookie. I’m eating a peach now. Dawhoo Grace-us. Working […]

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Ten Things: the Pops Edition

My bloggy friend, Andrea, over at Will Cook for Food, challenged fellow bloggers to write a “Ten Things” post as an venue for authenticity and as a snap-shot of the “real you.” Taking on her challenge, I am! ūüôā Right now, I’m in the process of over-hauling Pie in the Sky (along with most every […]

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The Times We’ve Had

This picture to the left shows my two sisters. My sisters are beautiful. They have elegance and poise. My husband tells me that HeatherRose should be called “Reese HeatherSpoon.” He means it as a compliment, but I shamelessly strut a vicious Hardt pride, and proclaim that my sisters are some of the¬†loveliest¬†creatures ever. Reese Witherspoon […]

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Welcome to Reality

Eating gypsy soup (oh, garbanzo beans: the foodie throb of my¬†choosy¬†tongue!), typing up nursing apps, and hi-lighting pages out of my microbiology reader. Oatmeal raisin cookies in the oven while downstairs, “pot hour,” Plainfield’s favorite, hasn’t quite chimed in on the rural-urban conversation of Main St:¬†belching¬†cars, floozy¬†undergrads, and a limp old man being walked by […]

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Thoughtful Girl

I’ve kept a journal since 1996, when as a six-year-old I was given a student notebook by my mother and assigned daily entries. Mama used my writing to gather spelling words and insight into the mind of her shy, eldest daughter. ¬†Writing did not come easily to me, and my earliest writing was tedious. ¬†I […]

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