Sunday, July 31st, 2011
Five years. Last week, though (like the bad little blogger I’ve been lately) I only just realized, marked five years for me as a blogger. Reflecting on that time, both upon blogging and the content on which I write, I’ve experienced quite a bit of Life over those years… I fell in love. And out [...]
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Friday, April 1st, 2011
Before getting a dog of my own, I always imagined it would be the grodiest thing ever to go around picking up dog poop every time you took the dog outside. The very idea of it with that flimsy and presumably leaky little plastic bag, the stench, the heat- picking up dookie was the one thing I [...]
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Monday, March 28th, 2011
Last week, my dear sweet mother manipulated me. She began her behest innocuously enough with a whisper into the phone: “Shhhh…don’t tell your father,” she said as I heard her hastily scamper into another room in the background and shut the door. “I have money I want you to take to your brothers when you [...]
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Friday, February 25th, 2011
Oh what a difference some Zoloft, a dog, and a couple of months of introspection can make! Tomorrow, I attend the baby shower of my friend whose pregnancy announcement last fall served as the final straw in my months-long downward spiral. I wanted to be happy for her at the time, and on one level I [...]
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Wednesday, February 9th, 2011
When I adopted Wendy seven weeks ago today, the volunteers working at the PAWS animal shelter couldn’t tell me much about her. She had been a stray with no micro chip or tags and was picked up by Chicago’s animal control, which is where PAWS got her from. We don’t know how long she was [...]
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2010
As my regular readers can attest, I. Am. Not. A. Baby. Person. But, wouldn’t you know, on a visit to Mara after The Baby was born, he actually didn’t scream bloody murder when I held him! In fact, he fell asleep. Bizarre child. Can you imagine? Which is when my friend’s husband asked if I [...]
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Wednesday, August 4th, 2010
Someone told me the other day that they thought I’d make a “great parent.” I have no idea what prompted this statement from them. One minute I’m nodding my head in mock-understanding of their child ferrying travails, and the next they’re envisioning me as a Mommy. They didn’t even buy me dinner first. GASP! Generally, [...]
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