50 words or fewer
At work these days I’m spending a lot of time writing exhibit text. The research phase ended a while ago, the outlines and concepts have all been approved. Now it’s the nitty gritty work of finding ways to make the text make sense, connect with the artifacts and images, flow through the story line, and be lively. And, each text block is generally between 35 and 50 words. Sometimes it’s easy. Sometimes it’s impossible. Somehow it all gets done.
Since I’m thinking in short paragraphs and I’m feeling behind in my blogging, here are some short catch-ups about our lives. All in 50 words or fewer.
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Our trip to the Pacific Coast of Nicaragua simply rocked. Eleven family members and we all got along. The 400-acre organic farm we stayed on kept surprising us, and we swam every day. There were cool wild (and some tame) monkeys, but there were also big bugs.
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It’s been in the 70s all week, which has brought on spring fever. Daylight savings time is almost here, which means kiddos will meet outside to play after dinner while their parents chat. Everyone wins.
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Peas go in the ground on St. Patrick’s Day, so I must get going with my garden. This year I’m taking a smaller plot. Last year’s garden required more than I could give. The weeds! The weeds were insane. I’ve scaled back my expectations in hopes of a better year.
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Our home landscaping, however, was a dream last year. This year I’m full of ideas for improvement, thinning this and adding that. We’ll see. I’m trying to be realistic on the homefront, too.
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I’ve forgotten each girls’ lunch box at least once, left my purse at home, misplaced my car keys, and arrived at work in my house shoes – all so far this week. And, I backed into a mailbox smashing the car’s rear windshield on Monday. Bad week.
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I’ve decided to train for the Bolder Boulder, though the event feels daunting. I know if I can’t run the whole10k, I can run 5k and walk the rest. Oddly, this compromise doesn’t help. I still ask myself: Am I in or out?
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My hiking group starts again on Monday. I’m excited, though also a bit worried. I’m pretty busy – do I want an activity every Monday night until September? On this one, a partial commitment feels okay, so that's what I'm going with. For now.
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The girls’ school will hold a silent auction in May. I claim to hate soliciting donations, but so far I’ve effortlessly scored some good stuff. Including five cases of chai. A little strange, but crazy popular here.
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Today we listened to the lullaby “Hush little baby don’t say a word, Papa’s gonna buy you a mocking bird...” M said, “Mom, if those things the lady is singing about don’t work for the baby, she should give her a nukkie [pacifier] because nukkies always work for babies.”
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See that word below this that says "comments"? You can click on it! Really! It would be a great encouragement to me if you all would leave more comments. Might even motivate me to post more often. Thanks!
Since I’m thinking in short paragraphs and I’m feeling behind in my blogging, here are some short catch-ups about our lives. All in 50 words or fewer.
Our trip to the Pacific Coast of Nicaragua simply rocked. Eleven family members and we all got along. The 400-acre organic farm we stayed on kept surprising us, and we swam every day. There were cool wild (and some tame) monkeys, but there were also big bugs.
It’s been in the 70s all week, which has brought on spring fever. Daylight savings time is almost here, which means kiddos will meet outside to play after dinner while their parents chat. Everyone wins.
Peas go in the ground on St. Patrick’s Day, so I must get going with my garden. This year I’m taking a smaller plot. Last year’s garden required more than I could give. The weeds! The weeds were insane. I’ve scaled back my expectations in hopes of a better year.
Our home landscaping, however, was a dream last year. This year I’m full of ideas for improvement, thinning this and adding that. We’ll see. I’m trying to be realistic on the homefront, too.
I’ve forgotten each girls’ lunch box at least once, left my purse at home, misplaced my car keys, and arrived at work in my house shoes – all so far this week. And, I backed into a mailbox smashing the car’s rear windshield on Monday. Bad week.
I’ve decided to train for the Bolder Boulder, though the event feels daunting. I know if I can’t run the whole10k, I can run 5k and walk the rest. Oddly, this compromise doesn’t help. I still ask myself: Am I in or out?
My hiking group starts again on Monday. I’m excited, though also a bit worried. I’m pretty busy – do I want an activity every Monday night until September? On this one, a partial commitment feels okay, so that's what I'm going with. For now.
The girls’ school will hold a silent auction in May. I claim to hate soliciting donations, but so far I’ve effortlessly scored some good stuff. Including five cases of chai. A little strange, but crazy popular here.
Today we listened to the lullaby “Hush little baby don’t say a word, Papa’s gonna buy you a mocking bird...” M said, “Mom, if those things the lady is singing about don’t work for the baby, she should give her a nukkie [pacifier] because nukkies always work for babies.”
See that word below this that says "comments"? You can click on it! Really! It would be a great encouragement to me if you all would leave more comments. Might even motivate me to post more often. Thanks!
Comments
Oh, and enjoy the Monday hiking thing. I'm jealous.
glad you're safely home. talk to you soon. love, m.
Your stories are a source of inspiration for me. You find balance in the whirlwind of competing commitments and daily life, and manage to do it with grace and a sense of humor. It's fantastic.