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Yay me!
Don’t be fooled by the overt optimism, things are about as bad as I can possibly imagine and I’m desperate to get my children set up for a successful life — meaning healthy, happy and self sufficient. Shit just keeps happening and I spend hours upon hours trying to figure…
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Being all I’m supposed to be
7-11 guy was sweet this a.m. as I picked up a soda and a coffee while D got gas in preparation for borrowing my car for a much overdue guys’ day out with his high school friend Gabe from New Mexico. (Run-on!) I kept thinking 7-11 dude was saying “gage,” but he was saying…
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Reaped
Speaking of idioms, it occurs to me that “a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush” is only true if you want to eat the bird. In that case, the two in the bush are worth nothing to you because saying something you can see and can’t have…
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Bicycle Race
“I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike. I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride it where I like . . . ” I’ve had that Queen song stuck in my head — in a good way — since Mother’s Day when my…
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Where the ocean meets the shore
Stuffing my hand into my beach bag, I pull out my phone, blow the sand off the screen and check my cryptic notes before starting this blog. It’s over, I’m home. I’m typing this naked (ALONE!) with sticky brown dye streaking through my overwrought, sun-bleached hair, Biore strips running horizontally across my face…
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8
As a little girl living in Ann Arbor it pissed me off to no end that during the summer, when it was light outside well past 9 p.m., I was still sent to bed at 8. The ceiling in my room at 3369 Beaumont was sloped, so the open window was low, with…
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Commas
Before I actually listened to Grammar Girl’s podcast “Commas are like people on the subway,” I thought, “yeah, the fewer the better.” Then I thought, “unless there’s only you and someone else and he or she is a mass murderer.” (Serial commas, serial murderers . . . ) But when I listened…
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Tease
“Hey!” “Hey! How’s it going? Nice of you to stop by.” “So quiet around here, figured I’d come down.” “Aw, thanks for thinking of me.” “Well, it’s you who’ve been thinking of me . . . a lot . . . you’ve been rather chatty.” Sigh. “Yes. Between my poor…
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Just be
It’s a lovely, drizzly day complete with thunder and lightning and yet I seemed a tad melancholy, I know. So did you. I guess I am. It’s not what you’re probably thinking, though. Heh. Not at all. I worry about you and about what I don’t know and can’t see. I…
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It is Sunday, after all, so I might as well write like it
“And lo on the eve (not evening, eve) of Mayday, the wind blew and the sky parted and a light came down from the heavens and as she looked up he showed himself to her.” Wait, that doesn’t sound right. “He revealed himself to her.” Still not right. “He exposed himself to her.”…
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