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The 10-Year Anniversary is…Aluminum
Ten years ago today I married the love of my life. How do you celebrate that? According to the interwebz, with aluminum, or tin. Wha-huh? Admittedly, this is the traditional gift. (The modern gift is, erm, *ahem* Diamonds.) But, traditional we are…right down to how we met. Have I told you the story of how we met? It all came down to my mother. You see, my building was going condo and they were converting my floor into model units, so the super needed me to move to another floor. After a long day of schlepping furniture and what have you, I was in NO mood to go out to…
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In which I tell you why I’m awesome. By Default.
There were really great prompts for the Writers’ Workshop this week. Unfortunately, I struggled with all of them. For example: I have been living in corporate housing for the past 5 months while we wait to move back into our own house (we rented it while we were living overseas). I hate pretty much every room in this godforsaken townhouse, so I’ve got nothing with regards to giving you a tour of a room I love. Unless I take you to a friend’s house. She may or may not think that was so cool. (I will, however, revisit this when we get back into our own house….) Thinking about the…
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Reasons My Daughter Is Crying
One of the funniest Tumblr pages I’ve seen recently is Reasons My Son Is Crying. I can relate to the accurate and hilarious captions given to the photos of…well….the author’s crying son. Don’t judge me. They really are funny, perhaps due to the honesty of the shots — don’t our children totally lose their tops over the (seemingly) smallest of things? For example: She didn’t want her brother to hold her. She didn’t want to wear the butterfly costume. She didn’t want to have her picture taken. Again. She didn’t want to walk in this field. Cinderella didn’t wave back at her. * * * * * To be fair,…
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Starting Over. Again. (Or, I’m going gluten/dairy free.)
While I like the idea of the new year being a great time to start over and try to eliminate bad habits or form new ones (good ones, that is), I have no problem admitting that I suck at resolutions. I mean, heck, in my New Year’s post, I specified the things I would do *this year*.) Um. Yeah. To date, I’ve kept zero. ZERO. I don’t know if I’m more disgusted with myself over my neglect of the blog (*brushes off cobwebs*), or of myself (*brushes off cookie crumbs*). Although I suspect they are related… but that is another post. Tomorrow, perhaps. And there is the slight niggle that absolutely…
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The Cup Song. Kind of. But not really.
I will admit, I haven’t blogged in nearly a month, and overall have been noticeably absent in 2013. Our recent move back to the US has left me feeling upside-down, I’ve been in a bit of a funk and not in a “let’s laugh at the differences” kind of way. It’s no secret that I’m a bit obsessive, and more so lately as I make the adjustment back to American life and find myself a bit rudderless; I seem to be fixating on whatever turns out to be the project of the day. It’s been crazy, and busy, with sick kids, house moves, more sick kids, a big weekend with…
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Resolution Schmezolution
I suck at keeping New Year’s resolutions. (Including, obviously, the one I make every year to quit swearing.) This year, I’m not going to resolve to lose weight (despite the fact that I am really, REALLY looking forward to joining a big, impersonal fitness center just as soon as the kids go back to school next week.) I’m not going to resolve to be online less. As. If. (Although, I will not be online between school pickup and the kids’ bedtimes.) I’m not going to resolve to try a new recipe every week, or get that photo album caught up, or anything else that is going to make me feel…
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Silent Sunday
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I’m Leaving On A Jet Plane…and I’m Looking Back
Today is the day. Today, we leave. Possibly, as you read this, we are far overhead already. Today is a tough day. This post is for all my lovely, wonderful friends here in the UK. Thank you. Thank you for taking us into your homes, into your hearts. You are well part of ours. There are no words to express how I feel right now, not really. And I can’t say goodbye, because this is not goodbye. We have been blessed. Blessed to have this experience. Blessed to have had so many adventures, blessed to have made such lovely friends. So today, I wilJl not be sad. Today, I will…
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A Letter to My Friends and Family Back “Home”
To my dearest family and friends in America, In a few short days, we will be making the second most difficult flight we, as a family, have ever made. The first was in August 2009, when we left all of you behind to start this amazing adventure. The second is the return flight back. We are looking forward to seeing everyone again and re-establishing our life in B’ton. But. This is not an easy transition for us. We are leaving the friends and “family” we have created in Wales over the past 3-1/2 years. For Pea, who was only three when we arrived, THIS is her life – the one…
