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Aghast

I found a journal from over a decade ago when I was cleaning out an old desk this morning. Egads! I could only read a few words I started to cringe. Such mortifying, post adolescent, self important drivel.  I ripped out the offending pages and hid them until they can be burned. Like so many [...]

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Days at home with the little guy certainly have a different rhythm than work days. Sometimes I look at the clock and am surprised at how young the day still is. It always reminds me of the Navy ads about getting more done before 6am than most people do all day. And yet there is [...]

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There is much to be done. Isn’t there always? It’s only 10 o’clock in the morning but I’ve already had a full day. I itch for a vacation, destination Florida. But Vermont would be okay, too. I’m trying to run in the morning before Bob leaves for work because the jogging stroller really slows me [...]

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Yesterday, I was running on a main road and the passenger in a white van yelled, “SLUT” at me as they drove past. It took me years on the dreadmill before I had the confidence to run outside. People are forever honking, yelling, and harassing and I was too self-conscious to face that. I overcame [...]

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Yesterday I heard a great piece about digital breakups on NPR. (“I blocked her sister, I blocked everyone that knew her…and she is still friends with my friends, so I had to go to the extent of blocking her.”) I got married in 2004, so at least I was spared that particular angst. But although [...]

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So you’re concerned about privacy. Maybe it’s that you never liked me all that much. Or you prefer to keep your social network limited to your close circle of friends and family. I respect that.  No hard feelings, truly. But just click ignore so my friend request will go away, please. Once I send you [...]

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Hangoverrr

I’m a bit hungover today, but luckily Chuck has been sleeping since I picked him up at my parent’s house. I suppose he has a grandparent hangover: no booze involved but you still lose a day to recovery. Even the dogs are sedate. Tearing through the garbage in a righteous rage because your people had [...]

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