• The PLL

    “I have no clean underwear” said my husband as I was unpacking from my business trip. I was half paying attention. “What?” I asked. “I have no clean underwear.” He said again. I’m still not getting it. Then it hit me, oh my god, HE WAS WAITING FOR ME TO WASH HIS UNDIES. But I…

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  • The Second Mammogram

    Kind of like you’re at the spa. But not really. White waffle robes. Payment of $250 or more. Stretchy plastic coil key ring with a key to a blonde wooden locker where you place your clothes. These are about the only things that are the same in this situation except maybe for the nakedness on…

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  • I always thought this would be a great book title. This is a phrase I think to myself every time I get on the scale and especially as the years go by, I think to myself wow, I’ve never weighed this much! I’m fatter than I’ve ever been! It seems depressing but sometimes you just…

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  • Tales from Midnight

    It happened again. I tucked everyone in, pushed the laundry, did the dishes, washed my face and sat down to play Wordle and check Tik Tok. Bam, suddenly it’s midnight. But I didn’t reframe that shadow box with the concert tickets and photos from last summer, I still wanted to wrap my brothers birthday gift…

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  • Stickers on my window

    Let me start with who the heck let’s their preschool age child put stickers on their car window? Like real stickers. Puffy Troll stickers, Batman, Spider-Man and even the ones from the doctor’s office. Liam’s Mom does. That’s who. I mean she doesn’t drive a Lexus but she drives a pretty nice Honda. I think…

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  • Manolo Who?

    Twice this week I mentioned to someone that I was planning on wearing a dress with my Manolo Blahniks (my only pair) to a wedding. And twice I was returned with “who?” Who? Now child. how can you not know who Manolo Blahnik is? I am either starting to show my age or starting to…

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  • No matter how hard I try, I am always the last to bed. First to get up. Last to bed. Everyone is snoring soundly in their comfy beds, mouths open, drooling by the time I get upstairs to put my feet up and lay my head on my pillow. I can lay in my bed…

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