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cubes

This morning I didn’t want to get up.  But we walked at the springy track park and served the hungry.  Washing dishes, G remarked at my blue-painted nails. Later we went back to the Worker to play with our friend’s grandchild.  We made homemade playdough.  We wanted it red, but it turned out pink.  It… Read More »

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fake flowers and good feelings

Okay, we’re home.  Sorry about the break in regularly scheduled programming.  I am back on track with fake flowers and good feelings.  Happy to be home.  The drive home was uneventful.  I ate a banana tootsie roll pop (my favy) and enjoyed life.  It rained on us between Santa Maria and Goleta.  Then we walked… Read More »

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sewing with family

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peanut butter shake

We played cards again, this time with Ming, and didn’t make it to 250 even.  Mom had 215 when we called it a day. I saw my bestie yesterday.  We went to El Pueblito and had chile rellenos.  We went to the park and walked around the ponds a little and talked.  We went looking… Read More »

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glitter blue

We are absent with leave. “How are the hungry people going to get fed?” Mom asked.  Today I see my bestie. Last night Mom and I played cards and tied. We called it a day at 250. Mom painted my nails glitter blue. 

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cute

I got a cute fake flower to clip onto my bun.

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candy thrill

Yesterday Ming had free yoga at the library.  It was a different instructor, and she counted a lot.  I was writing a letter to my penpal who’s in solitary at Pelican Bay while listening to her “one two three four five six seven eight nine ten.” Then we went to Rani’s where we got some… Read More »

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busy

8:30 walk 9:00 meeting at the Worker noon lunch at C’s 3:00 conference call meeting 4:00 mystery thing on the calendar we don’t know what it is 5:30 community dinner (we’re not cooking)

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check

The washing machine broke.  I’m eating breakfast rice and drinking licorice tea.  It was warm this morning for our walk but not too bad.  Today we have errands and Food Not Bombs.  I used up the case of ramen our houseguest left, so I’m not bringing any food today.  My self-esteem is low and things… Read More »