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Hmmm that is strange. I could swear it almost seems like I am getting hoof and mouth disease (yes I know it is not really called that for people, but it is just funner to say it that way instead of foot and mouth disease) But I thought the only way you could get Hoof and Mouth was by being around children who have it.

About year a ago my niece had hoof and mouth disease when we were on vaccation and I caught it from her.

So this morning I just suddenly woke up with ...

Last night was the first meeting for 2009 for my book club. We are a ten women strong and range in age from 37 to 78. Each month we read a book and get together to discuss it. It never ceases to amaze me that even though we have all read the same book we all take something different away from them.
There are some strong voices among us and the debate can get quite lively but once the jug has been boiled and the coffee, tea and cake served the laughing returns to the group. We come in ...

Found this to be a fascinating read. It's by New York Times opinion columinst David Brooks, and while I don't always agree with Brooks I think he hit a grand slam with this piece. Here is a good portion of it. I've cut it up because I do want to emphasize the finale.

What Life Asks of Us

By DAVID BROOKS
Published: January 26, 2009
A few years ago, a faculty committee at Harvard produced a report on the purpose of education. “The aim of a liberal education”

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I am a fruit vampire. Becasue when I have fruit really I just like to suck all the juice out of it. And I prefer fruit nector to fruit juices.

So I love lemons, but I cannot eat store bought lemons, when I was a kid I use to know someone who had a lemmon tree and we would always go in his backyward and pick the lemons, and so my parents tried buying lemons at the stroe but I could never eat them.

And now we have a lemon tree of our own, and the lemons just got ripe, ...

Burn Through Me

Ignite:
a flame burns
fires consume
down to my wick
cut to the quick

My wax
melts in your
heat; shudder
with the touch
of cool fingertips

Passions expand
shy in shadows
yearning toward
awakening

Whispers:
cover me
in darkness
warmth pulses

Bathed
in flames
seer through me