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Monthly Archives: June 2010
Writing around Soccer
My job this afternoon is to watch Spain play Portugal and textNick, who is in class, what is happening. I will be returning a favor. I was at a meeting Saturday afternoon during the US game and he let me know what … Continue reading
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Tagged Nick, Protugal, Soccer, Spain, Susan May, US, Writing
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Interesting World
Nick had to be at the hospital for the teen clinic today. His last. Amazing. I couldn’t go back with him so I stayed in the waiting room. I watched the World Cup. This Anglo-Saxon female watched Brazil and Portugal play, on a Spanish speaking channel … Continue reading
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Tagged America, Brazil, India, Portugal, Soccer, Susan May, Teen CLinic, World Cup Emory
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Firewood in the Summer
We had a couple of trees blow down in our neighborhood so I asked if we could cut them for firewood. I’m not sure it was a good idea. A lot of work in the super hot weather. The boys … Continue reading
Not What I Should Be Doing
I’m watching soccer instead of painting Zach’s room. I can’t pull myself away. Usually I can listen but not during this game with Algeria. The US will go home if we can’t at least score. I guess I’ll be working … Continue reading
Update
Nick got a great report yesterday. Bio was a 0. Good as it can get. Rapimune level was high so there was a change made there. I thought later that would be our last call from an Egleston coordinator about … Continue reading
Out of Pocket
I been here and there for the last few days. Friday I was at the lake. No Internet to blog by. Saturday was a romance writers meeting out of town and Sunday was church. After church, my husband and I drove … Continue reading
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Tagged Andres Myhr, Atlanta, Biopsy, Egleston, Nashville, Nick, Susan May
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Cleaning the Braided Rug
I cleaned the large braided rug that my husband’s grandmother made the other day. I got one of the boys to carry it out for me. Not a problem. I didn’t won’t it to touch the ground so I hung it over … Continue reading
World Cup
Okay, I know in America soccer isn’t what our football is, but I like soccer. When Drew played in high school I learned most of the game. Still not sure about it all but I’m getting better the more I watch it. And I’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged America, Brazil, England, North Korea, Soccer, Susan May, World Cup
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Summer Chores
During the summer I try to get jobs done that I’ve been putting off for some time. Yesterday and today I’ve been working on painting one of the boy’s bedroom. It had been pretty roughly treated so it need a lot of … Continue reading
Congenital Heart Public Health Consortium
Big name, isn’t it? It is a group of people from all over the United States joining together to promote awareness and gather information about congenital heart disease in order to inform people about the issue of heart problems in … Continue reading
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Tagged Congenital Heart Public Health Consortium, Susan May, United States
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