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 |   This stuffed Beanie Baby dog came tagged "tracker" which fits my search for knowledge. |
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Here are words I like to write All day long 'til it is night. Words go up and words go down When complete approve the sound. If you complete my little rhyme, Things will come your way in time.         
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| Saturday May 11, 2024 8:50 am  Maya Angelou said, "To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow." My mother was a turtle. She was introverted, the opposite of me, with little to say unless asked. When asked, she poked her head out of her shell and talked until your butt got sore sitting there listening to her. She never walked fast or rushed a thing in her life. Look at me. She waited until the very last day of the year to have me. I do know the turtle wins the race. She won my heart, respect, and forever love. She has been gone since 2002. I miss her more now near Mother's Day. Note: Her favorite color was lavender. |
| Friday May 10, 2024 5:45 pm  Please use these words in your entry today: Mother, accurate, handy, relevance, reckless, swop, fork, and accountable. Mother and I met for our usual Saturday lunch date. We were seated at our favorite booth. She was given a seniors menu. It had been a drama-filled Friday the day before. I was eager to tell her all about it. She was a good listener and never rushed me. My friend, Sue, was arrested for reckless driving. She called to ask me to call her mother and explain what happened. She talked about camping with her boyfriend, Jon. To me, it had no relevance but I was not going to interrupt her train of thought. She called at dawn. My mother knew Sue well which is why she was not surprised. I dropped my fork. She asked if I was sure Sue said reckless. I assured her it was accurate. She had babbled on about Jon and camping, and not saying how or why she was driving like a maniac. The girl was never accountable for her actions. I checked to see if the waiter was handy to bring me a clean fork and refill our drinks. He was and picked up our glasses to refill them and swap out my dirty fork. My mother took a sip, looked up at me, and said how happy she was to have me for her daughter. That was Mother's Day 2002. She was gone on the seventh of July. I tell my daughter how happy I am to have her as my daughter and have heard her tell her daughters the same thing. It is a beautiful thing to say and hear. |
| Tuesday 7 May 2024 Tuesday It was brought to my attention, in a blog entry regarding all the (not so good) things that go on in America, that we write our dates wrong. Most of the world, he writes, uses the day, month, year format. I like it so hope to remember to use it in my blog. I was not crazy about the long list of things about Americans, but remembered to respect the freedom of someone to express their thoughts. I admit it. I do not have time to do everything. If I make a formal blog review, responding to a blogging group's post, I take great care writing it. I know at least one person from the group will read it. I want it to be presented and written well. That is time consuming. I have the reviewing down. I take the opportunity early in my day to review someone who I come in contact with. Someone who reviewed me, something drawing my attention in the Newsfeed, or a Newbie. That is when I have time to go into the Newsfeed. I let that go in favor of monitoring the progress of fulfilling the Auction packages and raffle ticket goodies. All is under control. I was not certain when or how I would contact the few people who owe for their bids. I put that off for a few more days. |
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I haven't tried it with a blog, but with book entries you can click the gear in the upper right corner of the entry and then hit Edit. Then you should be able to edit, not just the words, but also who can see it. Just change it to For My Eyes Only. 
And I find it adorable that you didn't know how to tag yet. 
