Tag Archives: memory

Ticking Things Off the To Do List

Having a house means there is always something to do inside and out.  Growing up, I heard this lament a lot.  I didn’t buy it then.  I thought if you went and fixed what you were whining about, then it … Continue reading

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My Internal Playlist

For Today’s Perfect Moment,  I have selected a scene from yesterday with which we can all resonate. I was out in my car, purposefully avoiding news channels and listening to music.  A song came on the radio that I hadn’t … Continue reading

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Today’s Oops Moment

I want to take a day (or post) to break away from my Perfect Moments to write about something different–I hope my sister won’t be mad. I want to write about an Oops Moment. I have been meaning to buy … Continue reading

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Peeling Back Time

Several years ago I was at the Sunfest (a fantastic free world music festival) in London, Ontario and spotted one of my favourite professors.  I wanted to go and talk to him, tell him about his great teaching, and how … Continue reading

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My Tom Petty Memory

I have never seen Tom Petty live. I can’t even say that I am familiar with the bulk of his work.  I do have one Tom Petty memory to share, though.  Thank you for indulging me. Way back when Full … Continue reading

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A Momentary Reverie

Perhaps it is no coincidence that Proust started his famous work with a memory triggered by the aroma of fresh baked bread. (I could be mistaken because, despite my literary bent, I have not tackled the book yet. I am … Continue reading

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