Whenever I’m leaving to go somewhere Earl always says, “Drive safe.”

Besides the fact that this suggests I’m inclined to drive some other way than safe, it’s also grammatically incorrect. This morning I mentioned this. Having been in love with

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When I came home from the hospital a few weeks back, all I could think about was sleep. Sleep without being interrupted by a nurse who wanted to take my blood pressure or a technician from the lab who wanted

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Before my surgery last month I had become interested in swimming. Took six months’ worth of lessons and determined I would master that most difficult of strokes, the butterfly. Was moving along quite well in that direction too.

But the

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We have twelve clocks in our house, which means we have no idea what time it is. This clock says one thing, that clock says another, a third clock has a mind of its own. In fact, there is one

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The shopping spree I wrote so gleefully about yesterday didn’t happen. First an ice storm intervened, so that I couldn’t drive to meet Adaire. I hardly made it half a mile in my car when caution told me to turn

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