
On the first day of my vacation, Manta went out to dinner with us. We go out about once per week. When we do, I bring Mantra’s notebook and a pencil. Except this time.

On the first day of my vacation, Manta went out to dinner with us. We go out about once per week. When we do, I bring Mantra’s notebook and a pencil. Except this time.
https://mommasmoneymatters.com/poetry-scold/
Mantra is quite a unique Muse. She is one of the only ones I have ever encountered who has a tendency to go walkabout.
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Traditions are everywhere. And so is the mistletoe. Even the Grinches who put away the other trimmings leave the mistletoe on New Year’s Eve hoping for that magical kiss at midnight.
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The time of year has come when cards are the standard fare in the letter box. Some of them are what we expect: glittery, shiny, cheerful tidings of holiday merriment. Then, there is the card Mantra sent.
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Mantra is pleased to have her day back to herself.
https://mommasmoneymatters.com/poetry-snowflake/