Tag: life
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The First Thanksgiving
That is, for Charles. Today is Charles’ first Thanksgiving, and I have exactly ten minutes to write this blog. I don’t do well on a time crunch, so you should not expect an Abe Lincoln Gettysburg Address. To set the expectations accordingly, you can look forward to a series of photos of Charles being cute,…
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“So Long, and Thanks for All the Cheese!” – parting words from my appendix
At first I blamed the chimi crawl, three Dominican hamburger-sandwiches I’d eaten on Saturday night for the sake of a magazine article. They tasted very good, but shortly after eating them I experienced acute and severe stomach pain, and three days later it still hadn’t completely subsided. On Tuesday afternoon, my still present, low-grade stomach…
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Good Things Come To Those Who….
(wait for it…) Yes, wait. The saying is true. Good things are happening and I think it’s time for my blog to get a facelift. I’m sensing a change—not just my address or current country (although that will be changing soon enough), but in the energy of the universe. This will be the summer of…
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Five Truly Scary Realizations About Being 30
I blinked, and suddenly it was October 31st, Halloween, and the first year I can remember in which I’ve not dressed up or attended a single party. This has always been one of my favorite holidays…I guess you can say it’s like a part of me has died*. So as I sit here in pajamas at 8:30 p.m. on…
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Once Upon a Brunch
KITCHEN. This is the spot where Ruth and I chose to have brunch this past Sunday during her visit from New Hampshire. Ruth and I go back to my grad school days. We worked together at Jessie’s Restaurant in Hanover, and I haven’t seen her since my ex-boyfriend and I tried to sneak her into Happy Hour at Murphy’s and they…
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This Christmas
During my freshman year of high school, we read Dandelion Wine. I don’t remember the book very well, but I remember in the beginning, Douglas, the 12-yr old protagonist, has this revelation that he is alive. It’s this liberating, illuminating experience, and it almost takes him off-guard. He doesn’t really understand this feeling of life. In the middle/end of the book, Douglas discovers the temporary…
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