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Sleeping. In Surround Sound.
I made you something the other night while I was busy not sleeping. I not-sleep a lot because my children regularly and expertly outmaneuver my Ambien prescription and my 50 pairs of earplugs. Frankly, I think Ambien and Earplugs should just admit defeat and quit embarrassing themselves, but they went to a Tony Robbins workshop…
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The Show Must Go On
The show must go on, they say. And it did, all weekend, all over the country, despite Friday’s shooting in Connecticut, and Thursday’s fire here in our small town, and Tuesday’s shooting in Oregon, and a week that laid us flat on our backs. I felt emotionally bankrupt by Saturday, friends. No room left for…
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When Good Enough Turns Out to be Good AND Enough
Sometimes it’s important to push for bigger, better, stronger, fitter. More love. More truth. Deeper joy. Bring it, Life. Other times, I am kaput. Bringing it’s been brought, and I’m wrung out. Done ditty done. It seems like the trick is to figure out when to make the push and when to realize that good…
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There’s poop and a full-ride scholarship under my porch.
There’s poop under my front porch, and it’s not from an animal, folks. I know; it’s tacky to write a mommy blog and be all Braggity McBragpants about my kids, but there’s a season for everything, and it’s time to brag. There’s poop under my front porch, and more than one of my kids manufactured…