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Look!
Look, Dez! I made you chocolate chip cookies when you were visiting yesterday. I cut the sugar back by one-third, which must have been OK with you because you ate two. The house smelled yummy and I was all proud of myself for being all stereotypical and grandmotherly and shit!…
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Pushing
I playfully poke at you and most times I can’t explain why. My mood and tone shift to extremes, to where you can’t help but wonder if I’m the same person or what the hell is going on. I’m confident, then terrified. Smooth and then hedgy; cool then awkward. I step out of…
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Why Kevin?
“Ooooh, it’s a mystery! What fun.” He makes a noise that’s half snicker, half scoff and half cough. (Yes, three halves.) “Whoever was on here last night searched for the name ‘Kevin,’” I say. “Ah,” he says. “But why? That’s ever-so intriguing, don’t you think?” “I’m not intrigued, but I…
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Inability to help
Sometimes I feel like I’m something else entirely and that I just can’t figure out what it is. At times like this, when something horrible has happened to our children once again, I feel frustrated and trapped by this body because I’m pretty sure I could be of service were I…
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‘I workout’
I dragged my carcass into the conference room and Sharon asked how I was doing. “Great!” I said, grimacing. “It looks like you hurt your back,” she replied. I laughed. Nah, it was Day 1 of hitting the gym, and I rode the bus today which is also a bit…
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What did you see?
You were standing in the booth at Old Chicago next to your grandpa. We were all talking, including you. You liked the light! Oh, and the neon baseball sign. And in addition to your chicken tenders and fruit, you had great fun reaching into your grandpa’s calzone and pulling out sausage and cheese…
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Crash
I had an amazing day yesterday — first a long lunch with Kenn then happy hour(s) with Caitlin and Danielle — and I was in an exceptional mood this morning on my way to work. And then I wasn’t. The heights I’d reached heading to the office were surpassed by the low…
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Something horrid is afoot
People have been very kind, asking me what life changes I’ll need to make with my new, bionic self. And I’m quick to say, “I’ll have to have pedicures the rest of my life.” They laugh and say, “Oh, it must be rough!” I nod and smile. Uh, yes, it is.…
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Oh, dear! Did I do that?
Strolling to the restaurant down the block with Jon and Darren and watching various alley debris skitter across the pavement, we began discussing interesting things we’d discovered that had been discarded. Jon once found a paper with someone’s life and career goals written on it, including the pros and cons of…
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Bad humor
“Oh, Gabriel! We’re all alone! Isn’t it lovely?” “Ah, you mean it’s oh, so peaceful here? No one’s bending over your shoulder? Nobody’s breathing in your ear?” “Stop that! Augh! You’re getting her stuck in my head all over again.” “All right, Angie baby, I’ll stop . . . but…
At Least They're Committed 