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Love in the Time of Elections
I don’t talk politics. Ever. Talking politics is rude. It’s a rule that Emily Post, Amy Vanderbilt, and I share. Unless its making fun of both parties equally, I tend to avoid the…
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Who Are YOU?
The other day I was talking about my blog to a friend and she asked me if I ever worried about putting personal information out there for anyone to read. The truth is,…
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And Now the Fun Must End
Yesterday was a great day. Sun shining. Children laughing. Hair cooperating. And then I came home and the skies opened up and rained on my parade. Waiting for me in my mailbox was…
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Rebellions
(Before I post, I should advise you that I wacked my head pretty hard this morning when I was getting dressed. I was blow drying my hair, which takes world-class hair tossing and…
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(Drumroll, Please…)
At long last, I have pictures of the house! Welcome to the wonderful world of homeownership (as interpreted by me). This is the view looking from the front door into the freshly painted,…
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How NASCAR Drivers Are Born
The other day I was out in the backyard with the dogs. Across the street, our neighbor’s car was parked in their driveway, but the windshield wipers were flying, the hazard lights were…
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Cooler People Than Me
I’m a firm believer in surrounding yourself with the type of people that you want to be. Surely some of their goodness will rub off on you if you follow them around closely…
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Musical Chairs
So I have all this beautiful new furniture in my house that the dogs are not allowed on – at all. The process of getting them to stay off the furniture has…
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I’ve Died and Gone to Suburbia
Let me tell you how fantastic the 4th of July weekend was around our neighborhood. Almost every house on our block had firecrackers and about every other house had the super big…
