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$8 Million Tickets, Or Why I’m Too Old for Concerts

I had a dream the other night that tickets for an upcoming Duran Duran concert were $8 million. I woke thinking that if someone could afford that much for a concert ticket, they could just buy the band for a few years. This dream was prompted by a couple of recent concert-related pieces of news. One was Duran Duran announcing their upcoming North American tour. The first date on the tour is in Minnesota at…

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House Excavations: The Makings of Childhood

House Excavations: The Makings of Childhood The sorting continues …. The past number of weeks, I’ve been packing boxes with books and décor, trying to sort as I go. There’s no sense moving stuff we no longer want. And when you’ve lived in a house for close to 30 years, it’s amazing how much stuff accumulates that you no longer have a use for or, worse yet, never had a use for and can’t figure…

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The Quirks of Our House

As I sift through and pack things in our home for our eventual move, I’m trying to look at the house from the perspective of new owners. We’ve made a great many improvements to the place since we moved in roughly 29 years ago. We gutted, insulated, rewired, and sheetrocked most of the old part of the house, which was built in 1894. We also removed the rotted front porch (trust me when I tell…

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iPod Receipt

As Hubby and I sift through our stuff to get ready for a move, interesting items pop up. Last week I discussed the “Love Ya 2 Pizzas” box (which would have been very appropriate to today – Valentine’s Day). Today, it’s the receipt for my iPod. I came across this Walmart receipt for my Apple iPod music player while I was gathering old electronics from around the house for recycling. It was still in the…

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Love Ya 2 Pizzas!

As Hubby and I start sorting through an accumulation of 30-some years’ worth of stuff, certain personal artifacts make an appearance that bring back delightful memories. Here’s one of those artifacts: This pizza box with the words “Love Ya 2 Pizzas!” and several hearts drawn on it was created and given to me by Erik, my then-boyfriend and now-husband of thirty-some years. He’s a very romantic guy. 🙂 While we were courting, he would periodically…

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