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Native Bostonian Celtic- Nordic female, recovering Catholic, mother, daughter, sister, master gardener, ex-wife, stepmother, aunt, cousin, friend, girlfriend, nurse, seasoned, suspicious, suspect, innocent fugitive with Schnauzers. Trying to live under the radar with big opinions is never easy. Living in another country would help. But where could an American woman go to live as well as we do at home?

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Rules

   So Google is advising me too now. We should keep this impersonal in a HIPPA-like way.  No identifying people, no revealing weird  personal factoids, no smut.  Privacy and respect should prevail. Swearing is fine; mostly because the Irish love the language and swearing is good for emphasis in our neck of the woods, and more importantly we still have a free speech amendment. No bullying, no racism. Sexism is ok; as we all know which gender is superior. If you post, don't reveal your whole name. I and most of you will know each other and first names are fine. You can pick on the Catholics, the Government, the French, the English, the Democrats, the Republicans, the Tea Partiers, Big Pharm and Pencil Pushing Pecker Heads,   (as an aside: the French were very friendly and polite at WEG, it was the Brits who were rude and condescending, just saying). Because it's my blog. But again no mean weird stuff. And you all know what that is. No illegal revelations. Ok, go rake leaves now and compost them for next year's vegetables. I see, like the garden, the blog is an ever evolving entity.

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