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Homemaker
I was registering for an account on a website yesterday and they asked me for information about my occupation. There was an entire page of dropdown menus for filling in clarifying details about your job. I picked “homemaker” from the first dropdown and immediately every other question on the page vanished. Huh. No further questions,
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Mondays
I tend to get a lot of tidying done on Mondays, mostly because Monday is grocery shopping day and grocery shopping is the worst. I would rather clean multiple toilets every day for the rest of my life than have to be in charge of meal planning, grocery shopping, and cooking. So I will spend
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People Who Enjoy Cooking
People who enjoy cooking: would you consider yourself a morning person or a night person? I think part of my issue with cooking dinner every night is the timing. My energy level drops at about 4 PM every day. I get a slight boost around 7 PM but after that I am just DONE. I
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Trying to stay rooted in the real world on this here blog.
I’m a little frustrated with how maudlin this blog has become, but I guess that’s where my mind is at these days. I’ve also been struggling to keep my posts rooted in the real world. I was going to write a whole post about my kid’s birthday sleepover and it was becoming a meditation on
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Brave
My youngest and I have been going roller skating lately. I loved roller skating when I was a kid. I had my own pair of white roller skates with pink wheels, and I think my eighth or ninth birthday party was at a roller rink. I am incredibly unathletic, but I remember zooming around the
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Sorrow & Joy & New York City
I have been struggling with how to write about the funeral last weekend. How to characterize all these experiences, all these emotions. I cannot do this topic justice, but I will try my best. The first thing to know is that New York City is still there, mostly just how I left it. I found
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Poetry 101
Despite the content of my previous post, I actually do not like poetry. Poetry annoys me. Use full sentences, damnit! Paragraphs and punctuation are here to serve us, not constrain us. I often read poetry with my eyes narrowed in skepticism; smushing random words together with no structure does not make you insightful. But… Every
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Poetry 1
Yesterday, a new experience:a painting made me cry.Three vibrant, precious blue eggssurrounded by a nest of chaos,grey, brown, jagged. My instinct to protect those little eggsbecause I always find them on the ground in the summer,broken,alone. Art doesn’t usually make me cry (or want to write poetry)but lately it’s all right there at the surface:joy,
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Updates on my previous post
OneI went roller skating with my youngest son on Saturday and went on a short winter hike/walk with my oldest son on Sunday. The roller rink was absolutely packed, busier than I’ve ever seen it. We had a great time, and after about a half hour with the skate-mate my youngest was ready to go
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Odds & Ends
Post-college, I often sent emails to my friends in order to keep in touch. It was a nice way to dig deeper than social media, and texting was not as easy in 2006 as it is now. I found myself spending too much time agonizing over transition words and flow, so I started just sending