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cracked.
Innocence shattered. A broken reputation. A Cub Scout criminal. My initiation into the wrong side of the law was on a hot summer Sunday afternoon in 1968, when I was just a sun-kissed, freckle-faced, blond-haired skinny kid who was barely … Continue reading
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all this talk about debt ceilings is making me hungry.
The roast chicken is in the oven. I prepped the 8-pound bird first by shoving a large orange with a few well-placed cloves up its ass without so much as a last name and a kiss. Ouch. Then I proceeded … Continue reading
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That FIRST Father’s Day after…
My Dad passed away last year two days after Christmas of heart failure. It was quick and, according to medical professionals, painless. I’m grateful for that and I believe my Dad would be grateful for that as well. He was … Continue reading
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mistah weems.
I have a dry cleaner lady. Actually, now that I think about it, she has ME. Her name is Cwisteen which I think means Christine in Chinese. I asked her her name once and that’s what I’ve been calling her … Continue reading
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we’re leaving Candyland.
Daryl and I love testing the bounds of our relationship, so we have decided we’re going to attempt to give up sugar. Or at a minimum, reduce the intake of sweetness into our diet. We’re waving goodbye to “Gumdrop Mountains,” … Continue reading
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just make a wish and blow…
Just call me Santa Claus! Or maybe I’m the Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny and Glinda the Good Witch all rolled up into one. Daryl asked for a “ménage á trois” for his birthday, and lo and damn behold I got … Continue reading
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Wanted: Hunk to pop out of cake.
Daryl’s Birthday is next Wednesday and I have no idea what to get him this year. I wanted to make his gift something special this year. Last year, for his 50th, I took him to the Boardwalk Plaza in a third … Continue reading
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sweet madness!
What IS it about Starburst Jellybeans that makes them so addicting? I TRY to just take one small handful and move on. Perhaps, it’s because the bag says “real fruit juice” at the bottom. Daryl and I are “charmed” by … Continue reading
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Paper or Plastic? I hate making decisions!
I don’t think I’ve always been this way, but recently… I’ve discovered that I hate grocery shopping. I sometimes think that perhaps it’s tied to some deep-seated angst-ridden fear of making choices and decisions. I make those daily at work … Continue reading
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