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same hero, different season.

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in much the same way

that he appeared out of the blue

in the midst of a very heavy snow season

to ask if i would hire him to shovel my driveway

and disappearing just as suddenly

only to appear again

last weekend

wheeling his mower down the sidewalk

and stopping by

to ask if i would hire him to mow my lawn

soon after my lawn mower refused to start

the quiet, polite, hardworking kid with no name is back 

and gone again.

“everybody is a hero in their own story if you just look.”

-maeve binchy

 

 

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easy as abc.

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it amazing to watch

as the lightbulb goes on

and

the transformation begins

when

those who have long names

quickly learn 

to adopt 

a shorter nickname

that they suddenly really love

(but only when written down)

once they have to 

go through the process 

of writing it all out.

sebastian becomes ‘seb’

elizabeth becomes ‘liz’

anniston becomes ‘ana’

christian becomes ‘chris’

and then

there is always

the one

who gets caught up in the spirit of things

and

 jumps on

the shortcut bandwagon

just because

like when

kim becomes ‘km’.


“working hard and working smart

sometimes can be two different things.”

-byron dorgan

when life gives you eggs, turn them into mimosas

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     it was the worst easter ever, that somehow turned into one of my best and most memorable. back in my cocktail waitress/student days, the owner of our bar decided we should be open and all work on easter. well all, except for him. he was not known for his people skills and did not care that we each had people who we’d rather be spending the holidays with waiting at home, or that no one was going to set foot in our bar on easter.

     after a couple of hours went by, with absolutely no customers of course, and hanging out and talking about how much we despised the owner for forcing us to do this, we decided to take matters into our own hands. the cook made up a mini buffet for us,  we whipped up a batch of mimosas, and headed to our upstairs balcony room, where we’d have a view of the door if anyone happened to actually wander in.

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     our d.j. put on music,

(you never know who will stop in on easter morning for a dance, so of course it was mandatory that he worked too),

turned on the tv, took off our shoes, sat around a  big table, played poker,

and watched the ten commandments together.

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we ate, and drank, and talked, and laughed, and figured the movie was our spiritual experience for the day.

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and moses looked down at us from the mountain as we upped the ante and raised a glass to him.

and i think we broke a lot of his commandments.

now that, is an easter.

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Time for work – yet take much holiday for art’s and friendship’s sake

                                                                                                                              George De Wilde