Or how to put on your socks properly and why it's so important.
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- A Novel Woman, AKA Pamela Patchet, was unwittingly born and raised in Toronto instead of Paris. She worked her way from A&W carhop to political advisor to advertising executive where, on any given day, she was called upon to soothe disgruntled clients, cajole temperamental artists, juggle multi-million dollar budgets or locate trained penguins for television commercials. She married a handsome dentist for love and a lifetime of free dental care, raised three kids, and established a freelance writing career, not unlike her earlier jobs, minus the penguins.
3 comments:
A lovely reminder first thing in the morning :)
I had a great-great uncle who went to work on the farm in the wrong socks for his shoes. He got a blister, which turned into blood poisoning, and he died. Of course, that was in the 1890s, but still, a good life lesson to remember. :)
Julie K
Oh, I like that! Thanks. :)
Julie, just got back from 10 days in Jamaica where I spent most of my time hanging out with... a whole bunch of farmers from Winnipeg!! Near your dad's farm, I think. Great people. But you know that.
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