REENIE'S REACH
by irene bean

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SOME OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS I'VE POSTED


2008
A Solid Foundation

Cheers

Sold!

Not Trying to be Corny

2007
This Little Light of Mine

We Were Once Young

Veni, Vedi, Vinca

U Tube Has a New Star

Packing a 3-Iron

Getting Personal

Welcome Again

Well... Come on in

Christmas Shopping

There's no Substitute

2006
Dressed for Success

Cancun Can-Can

Holy Guacamole

Life can be Crazy

The New Dog

Hurricane Reenie

He Delivers

No Spilt Milk

Naked Fingers

Blind

Have Ya Heard the One About?

The Great Caper

Push

Barney's P***S

My New Security System

Rennie's Reach

That’s it. I give up. Just start calling me Rennie. Seems like everyone else is. *sigh* Actually, I kinda like Rennie. Has spunk. Reenie sounds too feminine and delicate and flowery. Rennie has the kinda spunk Lou Grant would’ve liked.

Oh? So, a lot of you don’t remember who Lou Grant was. *sigh* Well then Shoo & Skedaddle. You're too young to be reading this old woman's blog.

Okay, so I suppose you want to know why the name change.

Last summer I attended the Sewanee Summer Music Festival for the first time and loved every note throughout its twenty-four performances during the five week session. I blogged about it here several times. I was dazzled.

I was so dazzled I made a hefty donation to this year’s Festival. The amount is negligible, but let’s just say it’s been a long time since someone thought I was an Angel. *sigh*

Well, I bet you know where this is going. At today’s opening performance, I noticed that my name is listed in the program as Rennie Fulton.

So, that’s it. Just call me Rennie. Seems like everyone else is.

I’m not as annoyed as my words might seem. In fact, I turned heads pre-performance as I laughed like a rabid hyena. (not really) Besides, in this small town everyone knows what was meant – that Rennie really means Reenie. Like, duh.

On the otherhand, if I was still in California, there might’ve been some confusion because there are so many ex-Mrs. Fultons running about. *sigh* Yeah, b-a-b-y, I sure know how to pick um. But back to my vague point: by April 15th 2009, Uncle Sam ain’t gonna give a damn... nor will I. :)

Sidebar: Stace, I thought about Ant when I saw the typo, I remember how enraged and frustrated she became when people often misspelled your father’s name. Thank goodness they got it right regarding his annual namesake lecture series. :)

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And additional news on the Sewanee front: I’ve enrolled in the June session of the Sewanee Summer Seminars. During the week of June 22nd I will attend lectures and discussions and myriad other daytime & evening events. I am so excited!

If you are curious, you can Google Sewanee Summer Session.

In the meantime, I can’t decide if my nametag should read Rennie or Reenie.

xoxo

P.S. Do y'all dig the red nail polish in the above pic? Never.Ever.Again. That's really Rennie wearing the polish. Reenie would never do something like that. :)


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