I don’t see that happening

I’ve taken most of the summer off as far as writing is concerned. I guess you could call it my silent period. But, I’ve come out the other end of that, so I’ll catch you up a little.
That girl from New York, the one that went waltzing across India,

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is back. She brought home an unusual instrument

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that has only one string. She doesn’t know what it’s called, but it’s a twangy sort of thangy. Joel used it to accompany himself as he sang “When the Roll is Called Up Yonder”, but that didn’t work out too well for him…or anyone else for that matter.
The other girl from New York will be here until Thursday morning, when she will shuffle off to Buffalo. But for now she and Katie

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are enjoying each others company.
Donna, who got married on her birthday,

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is now working at Woodworth Family Medicine.
And Josie

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turned one on August 16th.
The twins are still in full form. As a matter of fact they came over this morning. I decided to let them release a little of their energy by

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mowing the front yard. They had a fabulous time.

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They use a free style mowing method, and there is no method to their mowing.

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When they finished, it took me longer to connect the remaining dots than it usually does to mow the whole yard. But, that’s alright…it was their first time to mow.
When I got those dots connected I went inside where they had enticed Lyndsey

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to make them each a snow cone. After she got the ice ready, I helped Hudson build his snow cone. Then I turned to help Denton, and out of my mouth came, “Wait, what have you done?”

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He said, “I just wanted the juice without the ice.” I replied, “I just don’t see that happening.”

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