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Dawn Quyle Landau
Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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Note: I wrote this last week, but had other things to post… I just woke up from the strangest… most vivid dream. I wanted to write it down, as it felt so real and so meaningful, and here in that … Continue reading
The Sleep Over
I am participating in Ashley and Emily’s Summer Blog Hop. Their ongoing theme is Remember That Time… an opportunity to draw upon stories from our youth/past. The prompt this week is Remember That Time… You Went to a Sleep Over. … Continue reading
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There’s been a lot of news to chew on lately… stuff that’s hard to store away, and ignore. In a follow up post, I’ve written, I’d like to look at a few other things. But the death last week of … Continue reading
Andrew Pochter: Everyone’s Son
Originally posted on cyclingrandma:
As our nation celebrated its 237th birthday with fireworks, barbeques, parades, retail sales and even a few Declaration of Independence readings, I followed the news in Egypt. This country, with its history extending thousands of years,…
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The Summer I Got Head…
Ok, if the title grabbed your attention, because you thought I was going out on a limb and sharing salacious details about myself— Sorry. Not the “head” you were expecting, but a memorable summer nonetheless. This post is part of … Continue reading
Posted in Adventure, Aging, Awareness, Beauty, Blog, blogs, Daily Observations, Honest observations on many things, Life, Mothers, Musings, My world, Parenting, Personal change, Summer, summer vacation, Tales From the Motherland, Women, Writing
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First World Problems…
First World Problems: It’s a new’ish term that seems to be everywhere lately. I like it. It seems to apply to a lot of things that strike me (sometimes after the fact) as really stupid. Generally, I know, in … Continue reading
So your child is graduating from High School? Mazel! Congratulations! Bravo! Way to go: parent and graduate! Graduation from High School is a big deal. It really is. But it’s taken me a few rounds to really appreciate that. I … Continue reading
Having recently come out of a depression… months and months of stalling, stagnating, feeling stuck and dark, it’s amazing to see how much I get done, now that I am digging my way out. Frankly, I was beginning to think … Continue reading
Play it; listen to this gem. One of my favorite songs. Ever. By anyone. And no one sings it like Dave. The title: Dancing Nancies (speaking of names, who the hell is Nancy—let alone multiple Nancies), but so many of … Continue reading


