the purple chai | ||
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a fifty-something under-tall half-deaf school librarian in the jersey suburbs with two grown kids and time on her hands Libraries will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no libraries.
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11.01.2003 |
5:06 pm |
Perhaps it was the Halloween that did it to me. Or even morel likely, the Hubs' out-of-character offer to go out to dinner rather than answer the doorbell a dozen times. (Ah, the meadow was closed; out of luck, no grazing tonight.) Yes, that was mean. It was a nice, good-faith offer. It's just that we go out to dinner maybe once a year, if that, so you can understand my surprise. Anyway, I was down with the diverticulosis, so it was a safe offer for him to make, since I wasn't leaving the couch and my friend, the ice pack. |
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