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Aminal Crackers.
My handbag is basically a pic-a-nic basket (whenever you can be more like Yogi Bear, I strenuously recommend it—start by adding an extra syllable to pic-a-nic basket). At any given point in time, there is an apple, an orange, three … Continue reading
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My Four Cents About “Me, Too.”
First, and foremost, let me say, “me, too.” And let me share my wish of so many deep, hugs and bottomless glasses of wine and fathomless conversations with loved ones that heal with their words and their presence to every … Continue reading
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Today. . .
Today I lost my dog. Today I lost my dog. The heaviness of this sentence keeps echoing against the walls of my empty chest in utter disbelief. In the silent early hours of this morning, I lay on the hardwood … Continue reading
Disenfranchised or Shallow?
I can’t tell. Here’s a low down dirty truth about me– This morning, The Ginger wanted to know whether the formation of PACs was a result of the original FEC laws from the seventies or the BCRA. This is NOT … Continue reading
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Sorry, (Whatever is Italian for Charlie)
Dear Italian People I Have Known, I regret to inform you that you may be required by nationality to disown me after this post, but it must be said. . . I know that this pasta shape has a name. … Continue reading
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What Brings the Boys to the Yard?
Let’s be clear about something. Shakes should be made of ice cream. Only of ice cream. Not of protein, not of yogurt, not of fruit. Ice. Cream. I don’t want to see the nutrition information on a liquid that you … Continue reading
The Run Playlist and My New Affair (Bad Words)
Alright. I’m saying it out loud. In writing. I. Was. Wrong. I have MF’d the iTunes Genius (or lack thereof) and the “random” shuffle feature on my Big Brother Apple devices for years. I mean, NOBODY can design a playlist … Continue reading
Watched TV Today
Women in perfume ads look at perfume bottles the same way that I look at great food. Until they come up with a perfume that smells like steak, warm brownies and ice cold beer, you wont see me getting PG-13 … Continue reading
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J-E-L-L-OOOOO!
Prior to my off the cuff stop in to the Jello museum in Le Roy, New York, I knew a few things about Jell-O. I knew, for instance, that Jell-O is a colloidal protein and that the protein chains require … Continue reading
That Time I Almost Peed on the Rug
There are fourteen two story outhouses in the United States. Fourteen. I’ve seen a few. I’m not going to say that “See All 14 Two Story Outhouses” is on my bucket list, but I’m also not prone to missing an … Continue reading
Angel Was Here Monument
I’m not Mormon, so my adding the Angel Was Here Monument to my “Road Trip Bucket List” seemed like a strange choice to some. I entertained a lot of ‘Whys’ and requests for explanation so here’s how it breaks down: … Continue reading
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Geometry Fighting Fish
My kids were fighting in the dining room. I’m mean FIGHTING. They never fight. I mean, they’ll throw a barb or a finger poke every once in a while, but I haven’t heard them raise their voices at each other … Continue reading