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Category Archives: Chronicles: observations of the outside world
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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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 [...]
Also posted in Mommy: just showing some baby love, Real: my personal trials, tribulations and tales
Tagged adventure, anger, death, fear, honoring, kids, laughter, life, living, losing, loving, mountains, sadness, Sandy Hook, shooting
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Seconds
Parents spend millions and millions of seconds thinking about what is best for their child, deciding what is best for their child, doing what is best for their child. Seconds upon seconds upon seconds nurturing, loving and supporting their child. As a pregnant mother, you cook your deli meat to the correct safe temperature, stay [...]
Also posted in Mommy: just showing some baby love, Real: my personal trials, tribulations and tales
Tagged children, grief, loss, love, newtown, pain, protect, safety, seconds, shooting, tragedy
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Sandy Isn’t Over Yet
Tragedy occurs every single day, all over the world. Horrible atrocities. Crimes that shock us. Violence against innocents that makes your stomach turn. Natural disasters that wipe towns, cities and islands off the map. Injustices that we never even hear about because they don’t make the news. It’s all unfair. All of it. I think [...]
Let’s Keep it Classy, Facebook
I do not love my friends. I do not think kids with cancer are beautiful. I do not recognize any movies from my youth. I do not want that man to get the transplant he needs to live. I do not wish we had a cure for…well, anything life-threatening. Basically, I am the worst human [...]
Life. Death. Love. – The Importants.
Lately, I have noticed that my temper seems to run out earlier in the day than I would like. Certainly more quickly than my children would probably like as well, since they are often the recipients of my clenched teeth warnings and arm-grabbings. Like many of my truths divulged on here, I am not proud [...]
Tagged colorado shooting, death, life, losing temper, love, motherhood
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High Times
I dated a pothead in high school. Actually, that’s not entirely true. I dated several potheads. And was best friends with one back then, too. And lived with a few in college. (Is ‘pothead’ an offensive term? Sure hope not.) And yet, I was never a big fan. My husband and best friend are always [...]
Park Slope AKA The Land of Neverending Material
If you ever find yourself suffering from a writer’s block, simply take a stroll through Park Slope. I can 100% guarantee you will see at least one thing, incident or fruitcake mama* that will get your juices flowing. The other weekend, I threw the kids and a 2 hour supply of fruit snacks at my [...]
Tagged dressing trees, gender, Park Slope, WTF
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Piskey Whickle!!!!
You’re smiling, right? How can you not?!?! Say it again: Piskey Whickle! My high school mascot was a Sailor. Yes, that means that as a female athletic participant all three seasons, I was a Lady Sailor. No, seriously. I guess subconsciously I took that label very seriously. I talked like a Lady Sailor: Lots of [...]



