Eight Days to Amish

No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work. (The title of this blog is in no way aspirational or should be considered an endorsement of the Amish lifestyle)

Showing posts with label Valentine's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Valentine's Day. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Lab-grown diamonds for Val Day

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(597 words) Lucy was about 6 when we found a pingpong ball-sized chunk of coal during a stroll along the train tracks. “Here,” I...
Sunday, February 14, 2016

Valentine's Day re-run: Capt. Mark Kelly the heavenly hubby

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Happy Valentine’s Day — and isn’t that a wonderful redundancy? How could Valentine’s Day be anything but happy? This is from way back in...
Monday, February 14, 2011

Capt. Mark Kelly, a heavenly hubby

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On this Valentine’s Day, I’d like to salute Capt. Mark Kelly, husband of recovering gunshot victim, U.S. Rep. Gabby Giffords. He’s succeedi...
Friday, February 12, 2010

Matrimonial sarcasm for Valentine's Day

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My domestic wife speaks with a foreign accent detectable only to married men. It’s not German. Not French, nor Spanish. The accent is sarcas...
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