It’s no lie that I am
- going to meet up with blogger Mark Bialczak, his dear wife Karen, and his sweet dog Ellie B. on Cape Cod today,
- looking forward to the weekend,
- keeping this blog going for the 3078th day in a row,
- wanting you to understand that my impressive blogging streak does include making sure that my then-boyfriend, now-husband Michael wrote three entries after my open heart/valve replacement surgery in 2016, and
- terrible at lying.
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It’s no lie that it helps to know that you are not alone — that’s why I love being a group therapist (and that’s no lie either).
It’s no lie that my coping strategies, as we all deal with the pandemic and politics, include blogging, singing, dancing, walking, talking, eating, and tweeting.
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It’s no lie that I’m no expert on lots of things, including Brazilians.
It’s no lie that Mark Bialczak and I both love Steely Dan and it’s no lie that I was singing and dancing to this in my neighborhood yesterday:
It’s no lie that I end each blog post with gratitude, so thanks to all who help me blog every day, including YOU!
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 
like you, i am terrible at lying and one of reasons i decided not to be a criminal for my career, i met mark and karen a few years back, and they were both delightful, tell them i said hi, and i am also keeping my blog plodding on ahead. have a great weekend –
I told them hi and that is no lie!
It’s no lie that the dog does not want to be having a shower!
I wouldn’t mind a shower like that today because it’s 90 degrees and our air conditioning is broken and that’s no lie!
Regarding that puzzling WordPress, “You’ve posted 77 days in a row,” perhaps You posted one daily blog after midnight and they think of it as having missed a day even though you didn’t. Or perhaps they are counting the days on which you replied to comments on your blog, and you went more than 24 hours before replying to comments? Or perhaps they changed their software and forgot to update their counter?
I hope that you and Mark enjoy your happy visit that is out of reach of WordPress’s algorithms and counters.
It’s no lie that you are a good friend, Maureen.
I like #11 & #12 landscapes, and that’s no lie. It’s also no lie that I follow this blog because it’s a ‘stream of consciousness’ style, exploring sensory awareness and revealing innermost thoughts, feelings and sensations. Although Irish novelist James Joyce polished the style, the term was first used by American psychologist William James in ‘The Principles of Psychology’ (1890). On a side note, American author Henry James (Turn of the Screw) was William James’ brother, and in 1915 became a British citizen. I was trying to consolidate 3 authors with ‘James’ in their names.
Great blog Ann! I suppose ‘truth’ has to do with ‘reality’, and a ‘lie’ is its ‘antithesis’. One of my favorite quotes is by Mark Twain:
“A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.” Mark Twain
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“The truth. It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.” ― J.K. Rowling,
It’s no lie that James Joyce and I share the same birthday and it’s no lie that this is a great comment, Maria!
It’s no lie that I love the panoramic picture of the bay with the boats and flowers.
Thanks for your honesty !
That blue house is definitely a work in progress; and I like that they propped up the unfinished awning.
It’s no lie that your observational skills made me take a second look at that house.
I only lie if telling the truth would hurt someone’s feelings. Like when Ken asks, “Do you like this marionette I just made?” And I say Yes, even though it’s so creepy!
It’s no lie that this was a very intriguing comment, Suzanne!
I have the same problem with lies: I give myself away! I can remember one time, when I was perhaps eight or nine, that I learned what BS meant. Being a little boy, I explored all the possibilities for using that knowledge to the fullest. So, no surprise, I wrote “BS” on the neighbor’s fence post. My older sister spotted me doing it and turned me in to my mother. Of course! When confronted with the crime, I told my mother it meant “boy scouts”. She bought it, perhaps because I was a cub scout at the time. LOL! Every other time, I got – and now get – caught, so it’s just easier to tell the truth, to tell the truth, than to weave a web of lies.
It’s no lie that this is a great comment, Doug, and that is no BS.
It is no lie that you are terrific at telling the truth, Ann.
It’s no lie that you are terrific, Mark!
I enjoyed reading your blog. Could relate to the happy place. Really nice
Really nice of you to comment !