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So. Yeah.

August 29, 2010

So I was pretty sad this week.
I feel like I only write here now when I’m feeling upset or sentimental, and you all have to put up with all the sturm und drang. It’s not like that all the time, I swear.
The thing is, there isn’t a spare minute to record the daily chaos. I’m [...]

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The Twenty-Sixth

August 25, 2010

Dear Dad,
I’m usually asleep by now, but I’m thinking about you.
Tomorrow is your anniversary. Tomorrow marks six years since I heard your voice. It wasn’t the last time I saw your face — no, that is another date on the calendar. But in an hour, it will be August 26.
Your final day.
I still miss you, [...]

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Untitled

August 13, 2010

I miss my father.
He’s been dead for such a long time now. Longer than my daughter has been out of my womb. Longer than I’ve lived in my house. Longer than I ever could have imagined on that first day after we left him in the hospital, eyes closed and soul dispersed.
It sneaks up on [...]

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Peter

June 12, 2010

He was the second youngest of five children, or at least he was, when I started babysitting for his family.
He was a skinny kid, with brown hair. He was only 4 years old and he sometimes got lost in the shuffle of the busy household. His older siblings — the eldest was 11, the others [...]

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Not Fancy

June 6, 2010

The yard could only be described as pastoral.
Children of all ages ran around the verdant grassy stretch behind the white house, its full back porch decorated with bronze butterflies and a string of lights. Cozy rattan couches invited guests to sit and relax, and the two — two! — wooden play structures snuggled into a [...]

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The Obligatory “They Took Down My Ads” Post

June 3, 2010

So.
I went home for a spell, back to the land of Wegmans and the Great Lakes. I even took the children by myself on an airplane, which is akin to committing ritualistic suicide using a hot poker and rubbing alcohol.
But we made it, there and back. The kids were rock stars and ate up all [...]

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Because Her Life Is, Like, One Long Self-Sacrifice

May 17, 2010

“Mom, you know, sometimes it’s OK for me to do something just for myself, you know.”

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He’s A Very Good Co-Worker

May 4, 2010
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Tripped Up

April 29, 2010

In a stunningly apt metaphor, I tripped going down the stairs going from the public library to the parking lot Wednesday.
I was juggling my messenger bag stuffed with papers and my laptop, my phone and my jacket. It was nippy that morning but by afternoon the sun was shining hard and hot. A kindly woman [...]

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Welcome to Body Dysmorphic Monday!

April 26, 2010

I am so sick of my clothes.
No, seriously, my clothes can suck it. It’s spring here on the prairie and my wardrobe is in transition and I FUCKING HATE IT.
Did you get that?
I put on three outfits this morning: One made me look like the mascot for the Syracuse University Orange, one showed my kangaroo [...]

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