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The DAMN! Is So HOT Right Now (Get it? No? Well, HOT DAMN!, Figure It Out.)

It has been an intense week.  Admittedly ‘First World Problems’ kind of intense, but still… We finalized Carlitos’ kindergarten for next year (figuring out a school for your child in NYC is no small feat…yes, even a public one), made the final decision about moving in June (nope), found out we need new tenants for [...]

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Chocolate Wasted

So, I am pretty sure that this phrase that The Kids are using nowadays actually just means to get wasted. I am not positive about that. I no longer work with teenagers, so I am kind of out of the loop.  And back when I was a teenager we didn’t believe in drinking The Devil’s [...]

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Free Friday!

If you have read even one post on this blog, you have probably figured out that I LOVE chocolate.  Unabashedly. If I had to be stranded on an island with four food items they would be chocolate, chocolate, chocolate and chocolate. I’m kidding.  What kind of moron chooses four of the same thing? It would [...]

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Insert Over-Used Joke About Milkshakes Bringing Boys to the Yard Here

But seriously.  My milkshake?  It brings the boys and the girls to the yard.  And they are sprinting.  For real. In fact, my milkshake brings anyone over 21 to the yard.  Or over 12, if you grew up in The Most Irish Town in America, like I did. Yesterday I was attempting a momentary sanity [...]

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Oh, now that’s just embarrassing.

You know what I hate?  Feeling like a slob.   A chubby slob, at that.  And nothing makes me feel that way more than when I spill food down the front of my clothing.  It makes me feel like everyone must be looking at me and thinking “She was eating so ferociously that she got it [...]

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