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FLYNN: Simple things are what matter

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Everything in life is better with bacon.

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FLYNN: Take your time chasing pleasure

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It was Kierkegaard, I think, who said that many of us pursue pleasure with such breathless haste that we hurry past it. When I was young, I may not have understood what he meant. I get it now.

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FLYNN: Pj's are for sleeping, not shopping

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It was little over a week ago that my good friend showed up at work with a bee in her bonnet. Apparently, she had encountered just that morning an individual wearing pajamas out in public. Overly baggy sleep pants. A thin, stained shirt that left little to the imagination. Mismatched socks on feet crammed into shuffling flip-flops. Hair a muss. And a continually yawning, rolled-out-of-bed look on her face as she escorted her child into school.

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FLYNN: Thingamajig just gets a brush off

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A thingamajig by any other name is still a doohickey.

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FLYNN: That's one brave woman

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“She said she doesn’t care.” Those were the last words I heard before a silence so thick it was suffocating filled the room, only to be broken a good fifteen seconds later by a low, throaty, almost fearful whisper.

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FLYNN: Something to think about

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She smelled of tea rose and Oil of Olay and the buckle on her brown leather purse was shaped like a flower. It may be strange to notice a buckle, I suppose, but this one stood out because it reflected the light just so and almost demanded me to notice it. It was just a little thing, but it led me to what I consider a treasure.

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FLYNN: Soul mates are automatic

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It was a question I had never asked my husband. I was just too embarrassed, I guess, to reveal something so personal about myself even after 22 years of marriage. What if he laughed at me? Thought I was stupid? The urge was too overwhelming, though, and I had to take the risk. So I did, there in the hotel restaurant as we sat waiting for our dinner. I had just settled back into my seat after a trip to the restroom. It was the perfect time.

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Some childhood warnings true

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I didn’t even have to think about it. The words rolled off my tongue as if on auto pilot. “You’ll get worms,” I said, and as soon as the words left my lips another thought leapt to mind. Where in the world did I first hear that and why was it ingrained in my brain for all eternity?

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Training hubby a shocking idea

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The small, perfectly square cardboard box came with the mail last Tuesday. I forgot about it until I saw him sitting in the den — a collar, batteries and a small remote control spread out over the coffee table. He sighed in frustration. “Here,” my hubby said. “touch this,” and held the dog collar out to me.

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Have you seen my coordination?

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If anybody finds it, please let me know.

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Picking the best melon’s an art

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"Dear Mandy,” the email started and what followed was perhaps one of the top four oddest questions I have ever been asked by a stranger. ... “How do you pick a watermelon?”

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Flips finally flop forever

Mike’s flip-flops, size 11, died Tuesday, June 18, 2013.

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Dads worm way into cool

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‘My dad is so cool, he can jump really high. Higher than anyone else in the world,” one little girl said to another little girl, and it made me smile to hear the two of them debating their fathers’ cool factor in the line at the post office.

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Charity comes from the heart

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Some people think that giving to charity means throwing coins into a bucket at Christmastime, writing a check each year, or leaving money behind after they are gone.

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Not it when it comes to ‘not it’

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There is a little something I’d like to address that’s been bugging me for quite some time — practically all of my life, if I really think about it.

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Motherhood, new respect for different moms

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I thought I was a good mother. After learning of the extraordinary feats of some other mothers, however, I gained a whole new respect for another mothering world — the four (and more) legged one.

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Dog sending subtle signs

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I can’t prove it, but I’m pretty sure my dog thinks he’s better than me.

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Wrap that antique to go, please

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The move wasn’t far, just a few miles down the road to a two-story house framed in pretty greenery and with a little back patio all laid out in brick. It would be great, I thought.

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I’m not crazy, he’s a sharp-dressed man

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"Guess what I saw today?” I ask no one in particular, simply voice out loud to the only two other people in the room at the time, my husband and my 15-year-old daughter. She sits curled on one end of the sofa, he on the other.

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You know, you look just like ...

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‘See, I told you, Mom,” the young man said as he held his mother by the arm and turned her around in my direction, not two feet from me and uncomfortably teetering on the cusp of my personal space.

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In rearranging, never toss in the towel

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I have learned many things in my lifetime, quite a few lessons that repeat themselves over and over again. One, however, never gets old. After 22 years of marriage, I still get a thrill out of seeing the look on my hubby’s face when I pick up a hammer.

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Fortune can be often overlooked

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The lady stood at the foot of the off ramp wearing blue jeans and a green flannel shirt. Her hair was pulled back from her face, free of make up or lipstick. She didn’t appear to be particularly young, or old either, for that matter.

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Boy, I stepped into that one

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‘I really like your boots,” I said as I walked past the little girl with a tousled muss of blonde curls and her mama, I assume, sitting on a bench in the hallway at work. “I wish I had some boots like that.”

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Life can be aggabating

There are two kinds of people when it comes to being irritating -- the ones who irritate you and have no clue, and the ones who irritate you on purpose.- Mandy Flynn, Herald columnist

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