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Emily Paulson

you can see me on the twitter here: @omemily
 

Art day with Claudine Helmuth

Here are my creations.

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Chillaxing.

Somebody likes vacation.

-- Sent from my Palm Pre

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Wax.

Eating Babybel cheese makes me think they should wrap more food in wax. It's fun to peel.

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Buy this soup.

So good. Chicken Noodle yummieness. Also, it's organic. Bam.

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Aunt Gailey and Trix.

Best friends forever.

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Walking at the Park Ridge Mall.


Trix had cabin fever. Needed a walk. 


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Lots of beverages

I am well hydrated at rhe office. 4 drinks. Count them.

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Kindness Matters

I went to church with my family today. I don't often go anymore. (shame on me!) However, the forum after church peaked my interest and so I decided to attend. The topic was "The Woman We Called Highpockets". I've heard my parents, and grandparents talk about her for ages and wanted to learn more about this woman who use to roam the streets of Sioux Falls and was somewhat of a legend. Funny way to get me into the church pew, but it worked.

A local Sioux Falls historian, Coletta Bly, put together a presentation about her and spoke to the room about her history, her various housing arrangements and her fights with City Hall. If you were alive and lived in Sioux Falls during the 40's and 50's then there was no mistake about it - you would know who this woman was. She roamed the streets, wearing a big brimmed hat, carried a cane and a shopping bag and wore black men's hightop tennis shoes. Wacky outfit compared to the rest of the June Cleaver's walking the streets. Children were scared of her, adults would not meet her gaze. A "Boo Radley" of Sioux Falls. She was called a thief, a prostitute...a freak.

I've attached the brochure that Coletta put together for more details and photos of the woman. But what was so surprising to me is all the people in the room (all of them age 60+) knew who she was, remembered her walking the streets and at the end of the lecture felt so much compassion for the woman it was palatable in the room. A few tears in the eyes of men as they could finally identify with the loneliness she must of felt living alone in her shack over on Weber Avenue. One gentleman even confessed that he went up to her gravestone in Mt. Pleasant Cemetery to apologize to her. As a little boy, he had been one of the many young boys to tease her as she walked the streets of downtown.

It warmed my heart on a chilly January day and made me remember how important kindness is.

     
Click here to download:
Kindness_Matters.zip (12212 KB)

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She had a bad case of the January's.


Trying to motivate myself to do something creative or fun or interesting...but the view outside my window is not helping.

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Power outage.

Power went out at work today. Really strange feeling to have no internet...no phone...no workey.

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