Author: Mary Kunkel

Let Me Tell You What You Need

After I failed to notice a typo in one of my postings a couple of days ago, someone told me, “You need to edit more carefully.”  It was said in a not-at-all mean way...

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Aggressive Vegetables

When I was going through the grocery store checkout the other day, the person scanning my stuff ouched and winced his way through the artichokes I was buying.  “Some vegetables can be classified as...

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Not So Wild

In my imagination I see myself breezily hiking from Alaska to the tip of Patagonia — in something like three months time. There is no sweat or dirt involved and my thighs are muscular...

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We Aren’t Girls

The other day I offered to compose an insurance-related letter for my husband.  He is an excellent wordsmith and usually enjoys writing but had suffered through a ton of email correspondence already that day,...

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Fair Play

I went to the animal fair, the birds and the beasts were there.  The big baboon, by the light of the moon, was combing his auburn hair.  The monkey, he got drunk — and...

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Garden Gnomes

My husband’s mother loved garden gnomes — those ceramic statues similar to the ones that had a prominent role in “The Full Monty”.  She had two of them that lived inside her condo and...

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Spatial Awareness

My daughter-in-law who nannies for several children, recently said that if she has taught the kids only one thing — not to walk in one direction while looking in another — she will feel...

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Appearances Can Be Deceiving

When I was walking from the parking lot into a store yesterday afternoon, a young man in jeans and a striped shirt came running fast out of the store, chasing a man and woman...

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Outrunning Ourselves

Da Do Ron Ron. I had to google the correct spelling of the song title because when I hear it in my head, I sing ‘They Do Run Run’ — and even though it...

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Going to the Mattresses

Forty years ago when my oldest son was four, he got really upset about something.  I can’t remember what it was that made him so mad — what I do remember is that he...

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