The memoir class went well today. I read my essay and people laughed at all the right places, so that was encouraging. As I listened to others reading their pieces (they were all very good) I got some ideas for my future efforts. I could write about my first speeding ticket, my last speeding ticket, my roll over accident (I was not speeding then) the snake in my car (I'm sensing a car theme here), a girl named Just Normal, the books on my family book shelves, aroma memories, camping experiences, square dancing and dancing at our daughter's wedding. That's as far as my list goes, but it makes me tired just contemplating it. So I shall have a cup of tea and go to bed. I believe I mentioned in a recent blog that I am a master procrastinator. Good Night.
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