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Wife, mother, laugh-er at very inopportune moments, and matchmaker. I am an excessive user of commas and exclamation marks. I once won March Madness despite knowing nothing about basketball, and I know how to find all the best Dunkin Donuts coupons. Clearly my talents are just endless.

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six short stories

Aug 29, 2020 | 0 Comments

We were having a conversation about whether we’d prefer to work for the CIA or FBI. I made a statement about how I’ve been watching a show about Quantico so I know all about how the CIA works. Christopher said, “Isn’t Quantico the FBI?” Ok, so maybe I don’t know EVERYTHING about how it works, including but not limited to the name and which bureau the entire show is about.

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Me: I won’t be a weird cat person.
Also me: I can’t come to help you right now because my hand is supporting Lucy’s head while she naps.
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Sesame has been to see the school nurse twice since school started complaining of a sore throat. She gets a sore throat from allergies so I assumed it was either that or she wanted the thrill of going to the nurse’s office. On Friday she woke up with a sore throat again and I had a suspicion it could be related to her wanting to stay home. I took her to the doctor 25% because I thought she had something and 75% to prove that she was fine. Lo and behold she is on the tail-end of strep and has a swollen lymph node. Who made me the mother around here? 
 
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I won’t name names, but someone around here has been failing Personal Space 101 class.
Lucy does not approve of such shenanigans.
 
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Every morning on the way to school I sing It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood. I started this tradition when she was in preschool and I was happy to resurrect it for the first grade drive. I change the words to match the weather but it’s always a stunningly beautiful rendition. I forgot to sing it one morning so I sang it on the way home then turned on country radio and started singing along with Darius Rucker. My darling child, who appreciates everything I do, piped up from the backseat, “Can you switch to some music from the 80s instead?” That’s not the five-star review I was hoping to receive. I’ll have to add some new tunes to my repertoire. 
 
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AB spent many afternoons watching Elana of Avalor. By virtue of living in the same house, I have spent many afternoons hearing the show in the background and have become too invested in her story. I’ve asked countless times when she would be coronated but AB had no answer beyond “she’s too young and can you please get me a snack.” I was embarrassingly excited to see that her coronation episode has finally been released. You know who has no desire to see the coronation episode? My child. You know who wants to watch it? Me. I probably won’t watch it on my own, but 2020 has been an odd year so who knows.

forever twenty-four

May 30, 2015 | 4 Comments

Apparently I turned 26 yesterday.   I say apparently because for 362 days of the last year I firmly, and I do mean FIRMLY AND WITH MY ENTIRE BEING, believed I was 24 and approaching my 25 birthday. I was preparing myself for my quarter life crisis. Last time...

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vote for me and you’ll get a sparkly pink sticker

May 27, 2015 | 8 Comments

Over the weekend we drove to Atlanta to visit Christopher's grandmother. After the Columbus car break in and the tour of Texas hospitals last month I was expecting the worst to happen on this trip. Forget about low expectations, I set my expectations at...

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