Tag Archives: Facebook

What it Means to Defend Paula Deen

I am a bit of a Facebook whore-ette.  (It’s not a vulgar word if you add ‘ette’ to the end of it, don’t you know.)  Many of you already know this.  I love to share and I love to be privy to the details of others’ lives and I love feeling connected to the outside [...]

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The Power of Connection

The last time I wrote – just a couple weeks ago – I was waiting for my nuclear iodine scan and uptake results.  A lot has happened since then.  I kept calling my doctor to find out the results and finally, almost a week later, they realized that they had received them the Friday prior, [...]

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They Don’t Call ‘Em the Trenches for Nothin’

I hired a babysitter today so that I could work with a client, get some food shopping done and, as it turns out, even have a few extra minutes to fill the car with gas and get my eyebrows done.  Success! The spa, it was not.  But honestly, a few hours alone – even to [...]

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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 [...]

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