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All I said to Greg was “Who died?” As in, conversationally. As in, our good friends were called away to a funeral and I want to know how somber I should feel. Not as in, let’s unravel the very long rope of mortality and pluck at each mysterious strand, right here at this very moment, [...]
I wore the boys out Saturday. Wore them out. It was one of those afternoons that scrapbooks itself involuntarily: the rosy-cheeked children splashing and giggling in sepialike snapshots. I bought them another baby pool, and I kid you not, I have never been so happy with a six dollar sale item. I sat in [...]
I know I haven’t written on my blog since, oh I don’t know, the Bush years, but believe me, I’m just saving my Shalom here. Nothing makes mommy grouchier than interrupted concentration. Like the “preschool is out and we can now leech every last drop of your humanity all day” variety. It [...]
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