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Life With Kids

You know those close friends that you never end up speaking with as much as you wish you did?  But then that causes you to actually not pick up sometimes when they call?   Because you know it can’t possibly be a ten minute conversation;  it will be at least an hour-long chat in order […]

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Come On In, Good Stress

Life comes in waves.  The good rolls in, then ebbs away.  The bad finds its way to your shores a little more aggressively, but still retreats to leave you in peace.  In fact, they even all often come in threes: the good, the bad and the waves. Side note: I feel like all of my […]

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Boston, You’re My Home

Bit of a rough week, guys, eh? One week ago, families and friends of Boston Marathoners were making signs, setting up rides into the city, getting excited to cheer on the people they love and the causes in which they believe. Runners themselves were busy stuffing their faces with pizza, pasta, bread and other delicious […]

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Pineapple Fried Rice

Living in New York City, you become accustomed to ordering delivery for dinner.  Some would say overly accustomed. I’m too tired/busy/sick/late/sad/angry/excited/lazy to cook tonight.  Plus, it’s rainy.  And my middle toe hurts.  What do you want, babe?  Pizza, sushi, Mexican, Chinese, Indian, Thai, Vietnamese, burgers, deli sandwiches, Korean, Mediterranean? I think I actually want barbecue.  […]

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Regrouping

I just read through my two most recent posts.  It was actually pretty difficult to do. Even though writing has been an excellent way for me to work through confusing events in my life, a way to cope and heal and make my way through murky situations and emotions, this was too much.  Dealing with […]

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Kind of Bleh

It has been 27 days since I had surgery.  Two and a half months since I was told I had cancer.  Both experiences are still vivid in my mind if I choose to replay them.  But both also kind of feel like an eternity ago. I think for that reason, I keep wanting to write […]

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How D’ya Do, Wackadoo?

From Kalamazoo. I was about to erase all of that.  Or at least the part about Kalamazoo.  But then I realized it actually works perfectly to demonstrate what it is I came here to talk about. If you have seen me in person since October, you may have noticed that my phone screen resembles the […]

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Enjoying the Spell

Let me begin with a few little housekeeping notes: I BEAT CANCER. How’s that for a hashtag BOOM moment?  Cancer Survivor. #BOOM Yup, sucker didn’t stand a chance.  TKO down for the count in the first round. (I am possibly mixing sports slang gibberish to be even more gibberishy, but what the heck.)  The call […]

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Static

I certainly don’t feel like trying to explain the hodge podge of emotions I have felt recently. (Not that this Vicodin, even when used sparingly, truly permits writing coherently enough to do so anyway.) And the fact that I have remained in a position ‘lacking movement, development or vitality’ for the past five days isn’t helping my inspiration.

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Living

My blogging routine goes something like this:  Think of something I feel like discussing, fight to find a few free minutes during nap time or after the boys’ bedtime on nights my husband has class, write. I don’t do a lot of pausing, thinking or editing.  Pretty much, I just kind of swoop a net […]

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