where i lay my head…

I have slept in unusual places.  It began the day I got married. We left our wedding reception in a hale of rice.  With the passenger side window stuck open, I got the worst of it.  Rice and all, we headed to San Francisco, to the place I "thought" we would spend the night. Unfortunately, …

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seeing thru the smoke

My husband and I like fresh air. The good news is we both love the house filled with fresh air. The bad news is we have varying criteria, methods and internal thermostats. I may be feeling perfectly comfortable when he will suddenly fling wide the front and back doors.  While this creates a lovely wind tunnel effect …

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