July 28, 2010 by her blackness
Of course. Each day of the workweek (Saturday – Wednesday) Brady is off teaching in the morning. And every day I hear someone rustling around outside my door. We are the only apartment on the top floor, and I am always momentarily paralyzed when I hear the mysterious someone on the landing. I’ll hear a [...]
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July 25, 2010 by her blackness
I arrived in goat town over a week ago. As I haven’t gotten out a whole lot, I can’t say a much for the town, except that it is really, really pretty. One afternoon there was even a serious rain shower. The town itself is really lovely. I’ve been procrastinating writing a post of my [...]
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July 13, 2010 by her blackness
I don’t usually talk about my friends or other people I know in my blog posts. There is some reasoning behind this, largely related to how it would be impossible for me to mention the most important people in my life with the relative frequency they deserve and also including the fact that I often [...]
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May 4, 2010 by her blackness
You may know I’ve recently been meeting with a local girl each week for tutoring. I help her with her English homework (and her English in general), and she helps me with my Arabic, assuming I brought some along for the doing. In the typically generous Arab fashion, I usually leave the house with some [...]
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April 6, 2010 by her blackness
I’m trying to get better at posting. Really I am. Unfortunately, I’m behind in developing several skills that aid in being a consistent blogger. I’m working on that, but you don’t get to see any of it. You will, however, get to see if it comes to anything. Or if it doesn’t. Anyway, this post [...]
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February 22, 2010 by his blackness
Amber and I have use an expression here called, T.I.A (this is Arabia). It was originally used for Africa in a movie we saw once, but seeing as we don’t live in Africa, Arabia works better. But the meaning is still the same. We use it when things break, seem backwards, or things just don’t [...]
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