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  • THE HEALING BALM OF GRANDCHILDREN

    October 21, 2009

    • Last night I was asked to babysit my grandkids.My daughter had a meeting to go to,and I was happy to find the always wonderful place to go whether I need healing or not.  It so happened that I did last night.AS always they come running to me,their little hands out crying" gramma,gramma".Meg had returned from a walk with them,and we ordered a pizza and french fries,which both kids ...
  • Weekend in Georgia

    September 15, 2008

    • At the end of the day, the red clay of Georgia hung heavy on Geri Ann’s white softball uniform Saturday.  After four games that day, every player in the tournament should have been hot, dirty, and exhausted.  Even those of us who just watched in the blazing sun were eager to get home for a shower and were too tired to go out to eat.  Vickie solved our problem by ordering the first ...
  • Playing and Cluttering at Grandmother's House

    June 19, 2008

    • Driving home from the exciting program that Laura Benedict presented for Southern Illinois Writers Guild tonight, it occurred to me that last night was Wednesday night and I had forgotten to write in Woodsong Notes.   After a fun flurry of company from Wednesday through Sunday, I guess I just forgot last night was Wednesday night.  I was concentrating on getting ready for tonight's meeting and ...
  • The new entrepreneurs -- self-published authors

    June 5, 2008

    • From: "Corinne  Copnick" <ccopnick@earthlink.net>To: "Cryo Kid Blog" <ccopnick1.corkyc@blogger.com>Subject: The new entrepreneurs - self-publishing authorsDate: Thursday, June 05, 2008 10:14 PM    A few more observations about the BookExpoAmerica show held in Los Angeles last week: It certainly  has stimulated my thinking! Some of the most interesting ...
  • Snoopy and Friends Reign

    May 14, 2008

    • I will just copy my latest AmazonConnect blog onto here:Few things in life are more filled with sentiment than the senior year in high school when friends know each annual event is the last one.  Perhaps the only ones these sad farewell events affect more than the students are the parents and grandparents who watch these seniors and are only too aware of the changes coming much too soon. Three ...
  • Waiting Room

    January 16, 2008

    • Yesterday, for the first time in weeks, I got dressed in real clothes: my too-big jeans and a sweater. I put on boots and make-up. I found out what the weather was like by feeling it against my skin, instead of asking my family as they swept in from their busy lives. (It was COLD, wonderfully, slap in the face cold.) I was out in the world and life was good--even if my only destination was the ...