Anecdote Love

Stories and Musings from a girl named Harvey

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Leaving On a Jet Plane

I am writing this post for the DP Weekly Writing Challenge: Ghosts of December 23rds Past sitting next to a 2 yr old named Ella (dressed in jeans, pink sweater, and black uggs) and her Dad on a plane.  Dad is trying desperately to get Ella to behave and Ella is thwarting his attempts.  So far she has committed the sins of trying to unbuckle her seat belt during take-off and pressing all the buttons on the arm of my seat.  Twenty minutes in I think she’s freaking adorable and Dad has handed her that babysitter of all babysitter’s the Ipad. We’ll see how I feel when I get off the flight.  I Spend every Dec 24th or 25th leaving on a jet plane and so for this week’s post a summation of my airport Christmas.

“ I think one of the main reasons for holidays is to remind us why we live the lives we do and help us be thankful the rest of the year”

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Guanella Pass

After a long hiatus from blogging (for which I have a laundry list of excuses none of them valid) I am finally at a point where I have time to write/blog again.  I feel rather out of practice so I am easing back into this blogging thing by trying my hand at some writing challenges.  This piece is written for the DP Weekly Writing Challenge: Snapshot and is a snapshot of part of my recent mountain vacation.

Guanella Pass

“Do you need to pee?”  my husband asked.  We were returning from unsuccessful big horn sheep viewing.

“No I’m ok”

“All right then”

We drove passed our small hotel tucked in the valley and into Georgetown passing Victorians.  Some had new paint on their gingerbread that gleamed in the sun; pink, purples, and greens.  Next door peeling grays and boarded up windows.

Brandon headed for the road we didn’t choose the day before, but going the wrong way.  I said nothing.

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