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Wonderfully Dysfunctional: I'm a Senior Driver (re-posted)
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012. I'm a Senior Driver (re-posted). I was walking out of the bagel store yesterday and noticed a car parked crooked. The back end was all the way over the white line into another parking space. Don’t you HATE that? I was secretly having a discussion with the driver saying things like:. 8220;Did your five year old park the car for you? 8221; and “Did you get hit over the head with a baseball bat today? But then it happened. I realized the parked car was mine! Thanks for stopping by.
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Wonderfully Dysfunctional: If I stop feeding them, will they stop growing up?
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Monday, January 6, 2014. If I stop feeding them, will they stop growing up? As my children grow and become more independent, their time with me decreases. Just yesterday my son was ridding piggy-back and my daughter snuggled her teddy bears. Now my boy towers over me like a grown man and my girl is driving a car. It’s the end of the day. I’ve handed out twenties like bubblegum and burned through two tanks of gas, not a wise word spoken. And the days tick on…. I’ll sign my emails with “Just in...Some may ...
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Wonderfully Dysfunctional: Take Your Shorts Off
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012. Take Your Shorts Off. My son has a pair of shorts that I absolutely detest. To me, they look like something a corner drug dealer would wear. To him, they look like they got stripped off the body of an NBA player. To make matters even more complicated, they were a gift from his older cousin. So, we begin our morning battle:. 8220;Why do you have to wear those shorts when you have a whole drawer of shorts that fit you? I’m speechless and nauseous. Do you know where my shorts are?
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Say it isn't so: February 2010
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Say it isn't so. I'm on the road with my dream in a cart, pulling it along into reality. This is the chronicle of my journey. Thursday, 25 February 2010. Outline – very important. Some semblance of normality is starting to trickle into my life at the moment, so I can at least blog about some things. I've never written an advice before, especially one for writers, but I felt I had to after reading the blogs of some writers on. Some published and unpublished writers don't do it. Of your report – and ...
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Wonderfully Dysfunctional: Calm Down. It's Not A Crack Pipe!
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Thursday, June 21, 2012. Calm Down. It's Not A Crack Pipe! And the woman toting a designer bag and high-fashion sunglasses approaches me in the A&P parking lot. She snarls, “You really shouldn't let your kids sit on the roof of your car.". She’s acting like I’m sharing a crack pipe with them. Obviously, I’m not a kid. I don’t have a damn clue why sitting on the roof of the car is fun, but it is. Lighten up. What’s the harm? Here are some other things I let my kids do:. Drink mountain dew, Monster, or Beer.
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Wonderfully Dysfunctional: Dancin’ with Molly?
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Monday, September 2, 2013. Dancin’ with Molly? When I was sixteen, “dancin’ with Molly” meant you were watching the ending of Sixteen Candle’s. This week they were the censored lyrics in a song performed by the almost-naked Miley Cyrus at the VMA. I never thought I’d miss Hannah Montana. When I was sixteen, graphic design meant you perfected a house on your Etch-A-Sketch and Mrs. Pac-Man was a modern chic. I force them to watch reruns of Colombo and The Odd Couple. Movies like. Help bridge the gap from.
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Tales from the Slush Pile: Slave Labor
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Tales from the Slush Pile. Saturday, November 28, 2009. I'm a slave. Literally. Not only will I be working for free and not getting any college credit, but I'll be driving something like sixty miles there and back twice a week in order to perform my slave tasks. Am I a masochist? Not really. My own worst enemy? Sounds like a done-deal? It is if you work hard enough - but in order to be allowed to pay the $5,000 - $7000 to work hard enough, you have to work hard. Labels: Columbia Publishing Course. Is a l...
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Writing to the wind...: Yet another word update,,,
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Writing to the wind. Tales of one writer's quest to write novels, edit better novels, and publish great novels. Tuesday, June 10, 2014. Yet another word update, ,. Novel of DOOM (not a real title). Self appointed Oct 1, 2014. I'm not sure, my counter claims 900 but it's editing so it's more with deletions. Present total word count:. Words for the year:. Things accomplished in fiction:. Taking Rhys home with. complications. Things accomplished in real life:. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Nathan Bran...
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Grandmother’s spell book | Postcards from the Summerhouse
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Postcards from the Summerhouse. Mr Rosenblum’s Great British Tour. Mr Rosenblum’s List. The very first copy. →. February 17, 2010 · 9:26 pm. Grandmother’s spell book. Here are her Vanilla Crescents. I loved rolling these out as a child and coating them in sugar. They make me long for evenings in front of the fire, licking sugar crystals off my fingers. 4 oz softened butter. 3 oz vanilla sugar (2 for cooking, 1 for dusting). Drop of almost essence. My mother and grandmother always keep a jar of vanilla su...
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