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Blog #43 – The kindest man who ever lived…
On December 19, 2009, the kindest man who ever lived, my father, became yet another victim of cancer and departed this world. Therefore, in honor of his passing, I’m going to share a story about an...
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Post #79 – The HATE list…
So, again, apologies for my absence. The day jobs are totally kicking my ass these days. That and I was rather busy last week like most everyone with Thanksgiving and our annual OSU-MI football BASH....
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Post #81 – Interesting what you find under the cat shit…
The banging on my office door rattled me, axing my train of thought. “What the fuck did you do to my room?” Screamed Max, my 20-year-old son, from the doorway. “I was looking for forks,” I said acidly,...
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Post #84 – The Diet Pepsi debacle…
In honor of every single, dreaded Monday, the note/photo above just seemed appropriate. And, yes, I did post this EDICT in my fridge after one very BLEAK Friday when I awoke at 5:30 AM and realized...
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Post #94 – How vomiting on a couch led to – LOVE, honor and will buy FORD…
My husband and I have been together almost 16 years, and we just celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary. As such, I have to pay homage to my better half – especially after reading these sweet words of...
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Post #96 – The Legend of the Blue Notebook – in Honor of Mother’s Day
Since yesterday was Mother’s Day, I decided to divulge a story about my dearly departed Mother, whose life, sadly, was truncated by cancer in 2007. I miss her terribly, but her magic Mommy mojo still...
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Post #97 – Putting the WHAMMY on ex-husband #5 – or toss him in jail?
I recently learned that Joe-Joe, one of my ex-husbands, repatriated back to the U.S. from Israel or somewhere thereabouts, which, I guess happened a couple of months ago. And remember I have 7...
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Post 98 – The anniversary of a tragic death that still haunts me…
I realize some folks may be tired of hearing about my mother, but I can’t help but note that today is the 6th anniversary of her death. I had just walked into my parents’ home in West Virginia after a...
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Post #122 – Words of Wisdom from the WEE ones…
My cousin recently posted a conversation on Facebook that she’d had with her 4-year-old after telling her son that she had to punish him so that he would learn how to be a good human being. His reply...
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Yes, I bought a COBRA! :)
This past weekend, I went to the Springfield Antique Show (i.e. http://www.springfieldantiqueshow.com/ ) in Springfield, Ohio)…where you can buy everything from collectible china and collectible toys...
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Post #133 – Love my merlot and Beck’s Light – but Keep the Ganja away from me!
A couple of days ago, my 22-year-old son, Max, decided to smoke a bowl of weed in his room, which he knows is NOT allowed (i.e....
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#134 – Time to Go To Prison~Again!
My son Rory’s first DUI occurred when he was 21, not long after he got married. He was working at Chase bank, and he’d been partying with some friends one night and fell asleep at the wheel and crashed...
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Post #138 – Wish I Could Boil My Fingers…an Adventure in Sink Surgery
One Saturday, a couple of weeks ago, Susan, my mother-in-law, came down to visit from Cleveland. On the Monday prior, I asked Max, my 22-year-old, to clean his bathroom by Thursday, so she wouldn’t...
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Post #139 – An Addendum to the day I performed sink surgery…
While I was rather livid when my son, Max, took off and didn’t clean his bathroom as requested, which is the subject of Post #138 -...
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Post #81 – Interesting what you find under the cat shit…
The banging on my office door rattled me, axing my train of thought. “What the fuck did you do to my room?” Screamed Max, my 20-year-old son, from the doorway. “I was looking for forks,” I said acidly,...
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