Book Of Love – The Monotones

Posted January 24, 2019 by katry
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I Could Write A Book: Frank Sinatra

Posted January 24, 2019 by katry
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The Book of Love: The Magnetic Fields

Posted January 24, 2019 by katry
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You Can’t Judge A Book By The Cover: Bo Diddley

Posted January 24, 2019 by katry
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Posted January 24, 2019 by katry
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“Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light.”

Posted January 24, 2019 by katry
Categories: Musings

Today was warm, nearly 50˚, but it was damp. I stayed home and barely got beyond the sloth stage. I watered a few plants, straightened up and dusted a bit.

It is 2:30, and I am wide awake, Henry is sleeping. He had a difficult day yesterday because we went to the vet’s. Henry needed a regularly scheduled shot. The poor dog shook while we were in the waiting area. He got so close to me he was sitting on my feet, but despite his anxiety, I had to get him on the scale as we needed his weight for heartworm pills. He weighs 44 pounds. I kept patting him and talking to him hoping to comfort him. We next went into the exam room. The vet checked him out and tried to make friends. She offered him a few dog treats, but he wouldn’t eat them. She gave him some cheese and he slurped every bit. The technician then took him into the back room where he got his shot and had his nails clipped. Henry looked quite handsome in the snowman bandana they put on him.

When I was eight, my grandparents gave me a couple of Bobbsey Twin books. My grandmother wrote a birthday message. She had a flowery sort of handwriting. In some ways it looked like calligraphy. I always thought of it as old lady handwriting.

When I was a kid, I went to bed fairly early on school nights. I’d only read a bit before my mother would shout up the stairs for me to turn off the light. I’d complain it was too early, and she’d tell me to turn off the light. I did, but I wasn’t happy. I wanted to keep reading. My solution was to read under the covers so the light couldn’t be seen. It got really hot under those covers. My plastic light started to melt. I started to sweat. I’d take a break so the light and I would cool down then I’d go back to reading. Sometimes I got caught but not very often. I’d read until I started to fall asleep.

When I’d get a book for Christmas, I’d usually started reading it after dinner, after all the Christmas frenzy. My mother use to complain I was reading the book too fast. She said I should take my time. I didn’t know how to do that. I still don’t.

Bridge Over Troubled Water: Simon and Garfunkel

Posted January 22, 2019 by katry
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This and the next two songs were hits in 1970 when I was in Ghana which means I missed most of them, but this album was sent to me, one of the best gifts I ever got.

Get Ready: Rare Earth

Posted January 22, 2019 by katry
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American Woman: The Guess Who

Posted January 22, 2019 by katry
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I Can’t Keep Quiet: In English and Dagbani

Posted January 22, 2019 by katry
Categories: Video