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Marguerite House

Wyoming

Columnist at Cody Enterprise

Freelance Writer at Freelance

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  • Apr 29, 2024 | codyenterprise.com | Marguerite House

    “What a field day for the heat:A thousand people in the streetSinging songs, and carryin’ signsMostly say, ‘Hooray for our side.’” It’s hard to believe that these lyrics by Buffalo Springfield are almost 60 years old. If I didn’t know better, I’d almost think they were recorded in the last few weeks—certainly not 1966.  The lyrics continue: “There’s battle lines being drawn;Nobody’s right if everbody’s wrong.

  • Apr 22, 2024 | codyenterprise.com | Marguerite House

    This weekend, as I coated my hair with L’Oreal No. 6, I was reminded of a Saturday afternoon long ago when I first colored my hair.  At the time, I wrote in this space about feeling “old,” and to think I was just a 40-something then! I typed that being old was beginning to be a pain—and not just in the sacroiliac. Each day I had discovered that I remembered less, squinted more and had at least one puzzling twinge per day.

  • Apr 15, 2024 | codyenterprise.com | Marguerite House

    These days it seems nostalgia sells very well.  More and more “oldies but goodies,” also called “classics.” Clothing has reverted to hip-huggers and wide-legged-bottoms. Reminiscent of singers Buddy Holly and Roy Orbison, I’ve seen folks sport those thick, black-framed eyeglasses they wore. “Retro” is all the rage in outfitting one’s kitchen from the toaster with the rounded corners to the chrome and vinyl dinette sets.

  • Apr 8, 2024 | codyenterprise.com | Marguerite House

    I was sick last weekend. Seems I had some kind of 24-hour bug that became more like a 36-hour onslaught. As I survey the aftermath this morning, I recognize a full-court press is the order of the day. The bathroom reeked; the washer sat idle; the dishwasher was vacant; the trash containers overflowed. Clearly, the cleanup operation would require a few more days.  The thought of the task before me was enough to send me right back to bed.  I don’t think I had the “real” influenza.

  • Apr 1, 2024 | codyenterprise.com | Marguerite House

    I was seasoning my steak when one of my spice container lids popped open and spilled all over … It was quite the waste of thyme.  We were in the middle of making gherkins when I dropped the brine crock on my kitchen floor … I was really in a pickle then.  My husband seemed as if he were in denial when I told him I spilled all his protein powder … He just kept saying “no whey, no whey.” There are dozens of jokes about spills, especially those about food.

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