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How McDonald’s is like a Public Urinal, and Why That isn’t a Bad Thing
Sometimes, while Trombone is at school, I take Fresco to a coffee shop for a muffin. He has become, over the past two years, quite addicted to coffee shops and their muffins. We frequent many coffee shops; both chains and … Continue reading
Notes From Mother’s Journal: How to Defeat a Cold In Five Easy Steps
1. Take vitamins If the magic juice with four grillion micrograms of vitamin C is half price, buy it and drink it. It’s so magic, it says on the bottle not to drink more than a cup a day. Believe … Continue reading
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Notes From Mother’s Journal: Tether That Child! edition
I was on the Greyhound Tour of Saskatchewan and Manitoba. I had finished reading Vogue, taking a break from my book, had napped and snacked and written seventeen pages about myself in my journal. Without a laptop to entertain me, … Continue reading
The Revolution Will Be Noisy
It is how I picture the fallout of a natural disaster; people running around without any sense of reason, arms flailing, mouths open and screaming. Some grab for wheeled objects and try to ride them, others simply pick up the … Continue reading
Notes From Mother’s Journal: Morning Melts Into Afternoon
There was a woman at the park today. She had two kids, one was a girl baby in a car seat and the other was a toddler boy enjoying digging in the sand. She gave her son the two minute … Continue reading
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