The Writing Life

So…I’m a wife to one man. A mom to four kids. A chauffeur to what feels like seventy-five daily destinations. And a woman who writes.Now, I never really talk about…

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Over the past two weeks, I’ve watched the first two seasons of Downton Abbey. I’ve paused and rewound and played in slow motion (namely because I had to, A. use…

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Road Trip Boredom

I did only two things this weekend: First, I drove nine hours north, stayed in one place for not very long, then pointed the car south and traveled home. To…

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Kids

Yesterday, I dug out a paper from the bottom of my son’s backpack. A big paper. A pretty paper. One decorated with snowflakes and stickers. One intricately made and labored…

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On Music and Snowfall

Whitney Houston. Has there ever been a more beautiful voice? That woman could sing…could absolutely move me to tears with her amazingly powerful voice. I, in turn, often moved my…

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Frosty Doesn’t Live Here

This winter blows. Like, literally.So far it’s blown 85-mph winds. A bunch of annoying mist. Even dust, as though we live in a ghost town complete with tumbleweeds, and Mike…

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The 80’s Makes A Comeback

I ate enough food this weekend for ten people, seriously. It was embarrassing. It’s was awful. It was gluttony to the point of being grossly inappropriate. But still…what’s a Super…

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