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Dragging you down with me
I'm not a complainer. Let me rephrase that: I'm not one to complain to anyone who can actually remedy the situation. I don't send food back when it's gross; I don't call the insurance people when our (cough *overpriced*) insurance doesn't cover a routine ... |
Jun 27, 2008 |
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All nosy on the breakfast front
This morning, as John and I headed for the front door of Badly Decorated Bed and Breakfast, the breakfast saga got even weirder when the owners' personal trainer remarked that we weren't sticking around for breakfast for the second day in a row. Whaaaa? ... |
Jun 25, 2008 |
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"What, no breakfast? Fine, don't worry about me. I'll eat alone."
We're in DC again this week; more research for me to do at the Library of Congress. And as we couldn't get into the bed and breakfast we usually stay in, I got us a room at another bed and breakfast. I knew when I booked this place that it would be... ... |
Jun 23, 2008 |
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No rest for the sleepy
So, I've not been sleeping well lately. SHOCKING, I know. I'll give you a minute to crawl back up into your chair, having recently fallen out of it because you were so surprised at my sleep update. All settled? Good. Now, I was reading about Eden's ... |
Jun 20, 2008 |
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The other problem with working from home
Okay, cards on the table time. The other problem with working from home is the knowledge that my bed is just down the hallway. Can I tell you how much I love that bed (which, let's be honest, I capitalize as if it's a proper noun, as in "Bed")? I have ... |
Jun 18, 2008 |
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Terribly uncool
Have you ever stopped to think about the things you used to wear? I'm not talking about that one ill-conceived outfit you wore once and never again. I'm talking about the clothing and accessories you used to sport on a regular, if not a daily basis. Does ... |
Jun 13, 2008 |
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Tornado alley
Growing up in Kansas, I learned very early on that tornadoes were a constant threat during the summer. It gets hammered into Kansans that a tornado can strike anywhere, at any time. But I always sort of thought that my hometown would be spared. I'm not ... |
Jun 12, 2008 |
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The thing about working from home
The thing about working from home that nobody seems to realize is just how much toilet paper you go through. Think about it! When you're at the office, you occasionally have to use the facilities (let's be adults here and not go into specifics). So you ... |
Jun 11, 2008 |
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My fundamental problem with Facebook
The fundamental problem I have with Facebook is that random people from my past keep "friending" me. People from high school, who I've not seen lo these twelve years and who (in some cases) I deliberately did not keep in touch with, continue to find me ... |
Jun 4, 2008 |
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In which hockey becomes a mediocre metaphor for life
If you didn't watch Game 4 of the Stanley Cup final last night, you missed an epic battle. The Redwings had already won three games to the Penguins' one; all they had to do was win last night and the Stanley Cup was theirs. And frankly, the Penguins ... |
Jun 3, 2008 |
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What do you get for the person who has everything?
It dawned on us recently that there's a birthday coming up in the family this week. (We would have realized it earlier, but it would have involved turning the page on the calendar. We're quick like that.) Without naming names, I'll just say that it's ... |
Jun 2, 2008 |
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In which I complain about the post office AGAIN
I tried to send a letter to my mom the other day, an article I thought she'd like to read. I folded it carefully, put it in an envelope, stuck a stamp on it, and went on to the beach for a couple days. Upon returning, I noticed that the letter was still ... |
May 28, 2008 |
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In praise of Things and bad habits
A while ago, the great Emily blogged about Her Thing, a bodily Thing that she has that occasionally needs maintenance, but is so unspeakable that even her husband doesn't know what it is. Naturally, she refused to mention what specifically this Thing was, ... |
May 27, 2008 |
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If you find yourself losing hope
If at some point you find yourself losing hope amidst the endless news cycle of war, natural disasters, gas prices, pollution, and any number of other dreadful stories (it's easy to do these days, is what I'm saying), I bring you a beacon of light: Watch. ... |
May 19, 2008 |
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Personality flaws
I got an email from my friend Ben (hi, Ben!) last night, after he'd read yesterday's post about songs that trigger certain memories for me. His subject line read "It's like I don't even know you anymore" and the text of the email said only "Neil ... |
May 15, 2008 |
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Life's Soundtrack
We all have songs that trigger certain memories in our past. And while they aren't all necessarily the big memories, like the first dance song at your wedding, they're all important in their own right. So here are a few of mine, in no particular order. ... |
May 14, 2008 |
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I am so very broken
I lost track of how many night terrors I had last night. I don't remember them at all, but I remember my heart racing so fast afterwards that it felt like it might just leap out of my chest and get a room at the Holiday Inn so that it could get some rest ... |
May 9, 2008 |
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Would you like some hypocrisy with your Today show?
On yesterday's Today show, Heather Armstrong gave a short interview in which she defended (again) why she blogs in general and why she (occasionally) blogs about her daughter in particular. (In case you're not up to speed on the situation, I'll sum it up ... |
May 8, 2008 |
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Rock, paper, scissors?
Ever since the semester ended, I've taken to getting up around 8 and not showering right away. Instead, I hang around the house (working, yes, don't worry) in my pajamas for a few hours until the mood strikes me to take a shower. (N.B.: This is what ... |
May 7, 2008 |
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Transitioning
So, it sort of dawned on me over the weekend that we'll be moving next summer (fingers crossed, knock on wood, salt over the shoulder, and all that). And, along with that move, we'll also have to sell our house. Our first house. The house we've been ... |
May 6, 2008 |