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Efram tried to get out of school today by claiming that as a supporter of the losing Superbowl team, he should be entitled to a…
Last week I was in the car with Bennett. Before he had a chance to hijack the radio and force me to listen to some…
I’ve been nominated for something, and shockingly, it isn’t Mother of the Year. (I won that last year, and I know they like to spread…
I awoke this week to news that the US military had scrapped its ban on women in combat. I don’t know what took them so…
I think I’m on the tail end of the flu, although I am continuously surprised how much mucous my body can produce. If there were…
I came home to this sign: Frances, who is really the family chronicler, wrote most of the messages, including this one: “Great job being a…
I had big plans for my two hundredth blog post. Each time I post, Word Press congratulates me and tells me what number post I’d…
Mondays are sacred around here. If M and I make it through the weekend in one piece, we dive into Mondays with the kind of…
And now, an arts and crafts project! No, I haven’t gone all Pinterest on you (and given that I still have difficulty operating a stapler,…
I feel guilty about many things. I hate reggae. I find Zadie Smith largely unreadable (too much dialect). I find Homeland largely unwatchable (that Carrie…