turning 30

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Open Mouth Kissing My Thirties

By |2017-06-14T13:48:26-04:00April 16th, 2013|Body, Growing Up, My Life|

Andy and I are the same age. Born a mere 23 days apart. But if you ask Jude, our math savant son... Andy is 32. I am 30. So, fine, I lied about my age to my six year old son who could give all of zero fucks about the number. But, I cared and [...]

Our Deepest Sympathies.

By |2017-06-14T15:44:18-04:00April 12th, 2011|Growing Up, My Life|

Yesterday I came home from the store to find a deflated mylar balloon in the tree next to my driveway. I pulled it out, because after our recent raccoon uprising, I feel the need to restore balance and look like I am attempting to keep animals alive and healthy. Plus, I accidentally hit a goose [...]

About aging.

By |2017-06-14T15:53:57-04:00August 2nd, 2010|Growing Up, My Life|

Barring some form of sudden disfigurement, I don't ever want to get plastic surgery on my face. I saw some surgery show once when I was little.  A woman was getting her jowls tightened and they peeled her whole face off. I couldn't eat Spaghetti O's for months after that. No matter how many wrinkles [...]