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Monthly Archives: April 2009
The Only Reason I Would Consider A TV In My Car
In the summer of 1999, my husband and I, at that time just friends, took off for a two-month jaunt around North America in a Dodge camper van with carpet and captain’s chairs. We camped and drove and camped and … Continue reading
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As If I Needed More Reasons To Be Grateful for Spring
Fresco has many qualities that I think would make him an excellent bounty hunter or Navy SEAL: – he has amazing powers of focus – he will not be deterred from the task at hand, whether that be chasing a … Continue reading
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The Endings Are Not Always Happy
I have had excellent luck so far with my adventures in hair-cuttery. Rather than make an appointment that I might not be able to keep due to children, random illness, acts of god, etc, I have been wandering forth when … Continue reading
The Laws Have Changed
New rule: if my hair can be drawn into a ponytail? It is too long. Spring has apparently arrived and soon it is going to be hot like spicy nuggets out there. Stay tuned for another thrilling installment of The … Continue reading
Why I Made Cupcakes Yesterday
I went back and looked to see what I was doing at this time last year and behold I was eating cupcakes, newly on maternity leave, hauling around my extra girth and begging my toddler to not want to swing … Continue reading