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The Lost Weekend
Well. The kids and the husband have left for Atlanta for the weekend. I suddenly feel like John Lennon on his escapades with Harry Nilsson when Yoko was away. My fingers are drumming at…
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Somebody Stop Me..
I have grown accustomed to the fact that, since having children, my body has somewhat become it’s own creature.. Changing and evolving (if you can call it that) into something that I have little…
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It’s here. God. It’s here.
The flu has arrived in full force in the Donovan house. We are all walking zombies with plenty of unstoppable green funk flowing from our noses. The babies are being sports. They are sucking it…
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A Little Something For Whatever Ails Ya…
We are all slowly coming down with the flu. Normally, one of us gets it and then passes it around the house. But, yesterday, all four of us started feeling that ache, that lethargy,…
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6 Wasted Hours of My Life…
2 1/2 Hours spent bouncing to (and consequentially, from) the airport – thinking I was on my way to Gainsville, Florida to visit my best friend. I got up at 5am and headed there with…
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The Plane! The Plane!
Tomorrow I take a flight to Florida to see one of my best friends. Two days away from the kids – relaxation, wine, uninterrupted dinners, long conversations.. It sounded like fun, until today. Don’t…
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ch ch ch changes….
Hold on. I can’t concentrate. This flitty, flirty “music” on NPR is making my nose bleed. Gah.. Who’s the douche that picks this crap. There is good classical music, for christ’s sake! Need to…
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Everything is Coming Up Mutha F#!@*! Roses
I swear this will be my last blog entry regarding the fact that my daughter remains smugly settled into her terrible two-ness. But, I have to rant just one more time about it. I…
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Last day.. last.. day…
Last day of fall break.. Taking lots of deep breaths and counting to ten.. one hundred.. five thousand… How did I become so incapable of having both of my children home at once? good…
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Birthday.. Birthday…
Yesterday was my 29th Birthday. You would think that I would have some great declaration to make… some new awakening.. Usually, my birthdays are, indeed, indicative of such self-reflective type behavior. Not this year. …