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Sports!
Gearin’ up to run on the treadmill for a couple miles, interval style, then grab some beer and some wings and get back before the USA-Canada hockey final at the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver! Yes!!! All right, yes. I admit I’ve paid little attention to the Olympics this go…
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1987
I promised him I’d start writing again, maybe digging out all of my old stuff and putting it on the blog for posterity — the good the bad and the otherwise. “I wrote a young adult fiction novel,” I’d told him between sighs and small sobs a couple months back.…
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Wasted
Hoooly shit! What a night! Six glasses of red wine, myriad drunk “I love you man” texts and a couple new friends later, I somehow made it home in one piece thanks to the fact I wasn’t driving! I didn’t buy any of Tonya’s drinks, though, which I guess means…
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Whiskey
“Um, you’ve alluded to being whisked — or is it whisted? — away three times now,” he says. “Whisked.” “Well, that’s what I thought, but that sounds like what you do to eggs,” he says. “It is. Same premise,” I reply and I try to use hand gestures to awkwardly…
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Good will
The girl on the bus on the way home kept sobbing and I was listening to my iPod, to A7, to Backstreet Boys and, oh, how I love the songs by One Republic and Carolina Liar! But I could not escape her pain and so, sobbing myself on her behalf,…
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Fish and Bicycles
Remember in the mid to late 70s when all the bra burners were running around saying “A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle?” That always bugged me because, well, fish would never come in contact with, need or want a bicycle or for that matter…
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Off the grid
I was excited that D got to get together with a couple of gal friends from high school with DSII and me coming along, but really I couldn’t watch the lacrosse game so well because I have no contacts until Thursday and I felt really out of place and so…
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Recognizing what’s truly important . . .
We’ve launched this lovely volunteering campaign at my place of employment and because I am a “blue” or a “caregiver” or a “burden bearer” or a strange series of letters (depending upon what personality test you’ve taken as part of your team-building activities) I of course volunteered to organize it and it’s going…
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Wha . . . ?
When I was in college I lived for a while in a garden level apartment so the window was slightly above my eye level. Once, while I was diligently doing my Jane Fonda exercises, there was a knock on the window. I had a lot of friends in college, so…
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Things I learned over New Years . . .
1. Sledding is a metaphor for life. You spend 10 minutes huffing painfully through 18 inches of snow up a steep slope for 15 seconds of bliss as you speed out of mind, out of body downhill . . . then, frantic for the rush, you trudge, panting and cold and…
At Least They're Committed 