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Be Nice To Me. September 19, 2008

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I gave blood today.  I surprised even myself when I decided that being squeamish was no excuse not to.  My last blood donating experience was my senior year of high school when – due to a bulky jean, turtleneck, sweater combo – I just barely met the weight minimum.  I remember being helped up off the gym floor after passing out ………..and eating MANY Lorna Doone shortbread cookies.  Well I would say today was much more successful as the weight minimum is no longer an issue and I remained conscious the entire time.  There were no shortbread cookies but Nutter Butters suit me just fine.  And it feels good to know that I will have helped someone, somewhere, someday.

 

Parker Smith Photography September 3, 2008

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Back in April, we had some portraits of Nate taken by Parker Smith.  He got some wonderful shots and selected one of Nate for the Sprout Club Gallery on his recently updated website…….check him out.  12 pictures in, holding Randy’s hand.  He was in Little Old Man Mode back then – so little hair!

Update: I just talked to Parker……..set up a time to see the next batch of portraits he took last month.  I knew about the April picture on the website but he told me he posted a couple of new ones of Nate on his blog last week.  Hooray - we get a sneak peak!  (Thank you for the overalls YaYa!)

Parker will soon be heading across the pond with his family to teach a photography class in Greece.  He plans to do a little travel blogging.  I will be anxiously awaiting his posts as this will be the closest I get to Mediterranean travel for some time!  And, actually, that is okay with me.

 

I am in good company. September 3, 2008

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Apparently there a lot of people not digging the YDFM lately.  What’s with the funk?  And yes, if you read that far, that is yours truly commenting about the smell permeating the cheese and baked goods.  Gnarsty!  I too had a quick trip turned into an ordeal when I was admonished for making it past the security counter with my reusable bags.