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Indicator that the day is going to be a bad one: You look down at that eagerly anticipated first cup of coffee and see little black specks flittering around the rim. You freak out, because in your dream clouded mind, … Continue reading

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Reason # 4,213 why my husband is awesome. Abridged version.

I was an odd little kid. I was quiet and nerdy. I read constantly, made condominiums for my little ponies out of refrigerator boxes and wrote comic books about my cat. My greatest obsession was those poorly-dubbed cartoon imports that … Continue reading

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Washable finger paint my ass.

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to see ourselves as others see us

When I’m angry, fuming, red and ranting, my husband often laughs at me. Not in a cruel way, it’s just because he thinks I’m funny. It’s incredibly annoying to be screaming and finger wagging and have someone across from you … Continue reading

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