Category Archives: Unchained Observations

Picking An Apple: A Blog Dog Weighs In… Peter Walsh Design by Peter Walsh, plus… How To Prepare For A Garage Sale Without Losing Your Mind Or Your Husband: Part II.

Look at me; combining two articles in one. Efficient or crazy?  When you’re looking down the home stretch at a garage sale on Saturday, and you’re still at first base on Wednesday, I call it efficient.  When you’re up at 4 … Continue reading

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How To Prepare For A Garage Sale Without Losing Your Mind Or Your Husband: Part I.

Before I was married, my annual garage sale was a social event.   On Friday night, I’d invite friends, relatives, and neighbors to a preview party, supply a ten foot sub-sandwich and libations, award door prizes (one year it was my … Continue reading

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What’s In A Dream? or… Watch Out Dennis Quaid.

I always thought this painting—The Scream—was a Van Gogh. I was wrong. It’s Edvard Munch; but guess what? His work was strongly influenced by Van Gogh (yes, I did a little research).  When I woke up this morning, the image … Continue reading

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A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Tuesday

My husband can smell wind in the air two days away.  He can tell you if it’s a northerly or southerly route and how many mph it will be.  He can tell you hour by hour the exact time it … Continue reading

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“We Interrupt Your Day to Bring You Bagworms, Lots and Lots of Bagworms.”

I’d known him back when.  Back when I wore snappy little suits with matching heels and lipstick.  Back when I applied mascara and eye-shadow.  Back when I fiddled with my long blonde hair until it was perfect. Yes, I knew … Continue reading

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He’s Gone. Now What? or… Me and Christine Aguilera; Alone at Last

The silence is beautiful. No one’s home but me.  Well, the dog and the two cats, but they’re blissed out; asleep.  I could be asleep too.  Taking a nap—if I wanted. Waving good-bye as my husband pulls out of the … Continue reading

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