Author: Lenore Diane

I am married. We have two boys, two dogs, and two cats. I am on the Oxford Comma team. I look forward to my first large cup of coffee, black, every single morning, and I look forward to that second large cup of coffee, still black, every single afternoon.

Adventure Girl Trail Tales: Update #5

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When we last left Adventure Girl, her backpack was hanging somewhere near Carvins Code Reservoir, VA. Since that time, Adventure Girl has surpassed the 700 mile mark. Adventure girl is a third of the way to her destination. I am pausing here for the applause Adventure Girl deserves.

As I type this, I am recovering from mowing the lawn. Two hours of mowing our hilly lawn full of bumps from moles and chipmunks is enough to wipe me out for the rest of the day. I cannot help but laugh, when I think how I would perform on the trail with Adventure Girl. “What do you mean we’ve only gone 1 mile? I think your pedometer is broken.” Yeah, I’ll stick to mowing lawns and leave the hiking to Adventure Girl. She’s had quite a journey this past week. Continue reading “Adventure Girl Trail Tales: Update #5” →

To my Blogary I write

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Dear Blogary,

I am in a funk. I’m not sure how it happened. Perhaps life has been moving too quickly, lately. Perhaps I’ve not invested enough time in sleep. Perhaps I’ve invested too much time in sleep. Unsure of the reasons why, I find myself in a funk. And Blogary, what follows may cost me some subscribers.

I was one of the millions who tuned in to the Royal Wedding today. I enjoyed shutting out the craziness of our current crises and losing myself in the magical enchantment of a Prince marrying a soon to be Princess. I remember when this Prince was a baby. He’s grown, and I believe his mother would be proud. I hope this marriage survives the scrutiny that will surround it. I hope Prince William inherited his mother’s resilience. I believe Kate shares Lady Diana’s better qualities. Continue reading “To my Blogary I write” →

The Fire Station

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My day began much like Alexander. At least, that’s how I felt. After a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad night, I felt I was facing a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. And to top it off, I had to take my son to his class field trip.

Joe’s class was taking a tour of the local fire station. Joe had first hand experience with this particular station, too. One morning, when Joe was around  3 yrs old, I was trying to wake him up for daycare. I could not wake him. I dialed 911, the firemen came to our house and drove Joe to the emergency room of Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta. Joe was fine, and the doctors attributed his extreme lethargy to low blood sugar. Continue reading “The Fire Station” →