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The hardest thing so far about having our bestest friends live with us (don’t worry there are so many super-great things like dinner every night, NOT prepared by me) is that due to having another child in the house, I feel like I never hang with my best girl anymore.
Today, I had such an overwhelming [...]

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As I’m laying in bed with Autumn tonight, she cannot stop fidgeting (shocking). I ask her to stop and go to sleep. She turns away from me to settle into slumber as she says, “I’m just scratching my balls, man!”
I had to actually pinch myself, hard, to keep from laughing out loud.
Wonder where [...]

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That we need to do things a little differently from the norm with Autumn.
And that it is okay.
Hell, who wants to be normal anyway.  Although it is hard to be the one outside the norm when it comes to parenting.
So, here I am lowering my voice, remembering who my Autumn is, who her parent’s are [...]

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of a tree.

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Seriously?

Joe Biden?
I’m putting my Hillary Poster back in up in my window.

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Two Girls

Michelle & Zanne – Seattle 8/20/08 (photo by Don Roff)

We’ve been the best of friends, she and I, for so many years. Lived in Seattle together. Lived in New York City together. We’ve lived apart for the last five years, and while we waited for each other to make the next move, [...]

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“As sisters we have always been told how different we are. But there is one thing we share – the way we love with every fiber of our beings. And this love is what it takes to make a marriage work. So when the house is a mess, the baby has been teething [...]

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One of my little sisters is getting married this weekend. I’m not froufrou and not totally into weddings although I really loved my own simple little celebration. I think I got a little shell-shocked when my mom got married when I was six. For some reason it was really hard for me [...]

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