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Ten Words
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Ten Words

I’m participating in the “Ten Words” game I read about over at Cursing Mama. She assigned me the letter “C”. I’ll write 10 words that start with that letter and a wee bit about why I chose that word. If you want to play along, leave a comment and I’ll assign you a letter.

1) Cold. I am almost always cold. This comes not as a surprise to my scrapbooking friends, who closely monitor the distance from me to the thermostat when we go on retreat.

2) Change. The Democrats are now in charge in D.C. Happy day. And did any of you catch how Nancy Pelosi brought up the kids to touch the gavel? Priceless.

3) Color. I need to finish painting the house. There’s too much empty white around here.

4) Class. I’m taking a class over at Big Picture Scrapbooking. It’s about organizing and rediscovering the joy. About seeing this hobby as more than just pictures in an album, but preserving memories. I’m describing it terribly, but just know that I’m seriously stoked about this class. The teacher is the founding editor of Simple Scrapbooks, has four boys (one with ADHD) and a recently adopted little girl from Korea. She is very busy, chaotically so, and still finds the joy in life. I want to find her secret. I envy that peace.

5)Clipboard. I had to decorate a clipboard for the above class:

6) Courage. This guy in New York who saved that other guy’s live on the subway tracks. Wow. I can’t believe his courage. I use the subway in Chicago and I’m always terrified of the closeness of it all. Fast trains, small area, lots of people. Makes me nervous. To actually jump onto the tracks…he truly is a hero. I…I just hope…with all the witnesses, this couldn’t possibly be a false story.

7) Climate. AHA! I knew I could fit snow in here. Believe it or not, we’re supposed to get another 4-6 inches tonight. Where the hell are we supposed to put it? I’m shipping it to Buffalo; apparently they’re dying for a good snowfall.

8) Children. Could I please sit quietly, or at the very least, pee in peace? Yeah, yeah, you’ll move out someday and I’ll miss you terribly, but good God, a quiet morning constitutional isn’t too much to ask.

10) Count. Yeah, gotta work on that. ; )

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