Archive for ‘August, 2012’

I have been to Football; it is a dark and scary place.

My husband is a Buffalo Bills fan. Thank you for your condolences. From August through sometime in late fall or early winter (whenever the last  hopes…

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First World Problems

I drive the car to Target. SuperTarget, with the grocery section that has motion-sensor lights on the freezer cases. I like to go down aisles, just…

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Of God and pee and Jesus and lambs.

Two kids. Two soccer teams. Two games each week. Plus practices. This summer I’ve spent somewhere between two and four hours, every week, on a soccer…

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Thank you, Brittany.

Thank you to the brilliant Brittany Gibbons, for saying it so much better than I could have. I’m a mom. I’m a woman. I’m (trying/hoping to…

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Dear library, why won’t you scare my kid?

Aidan wanted a scary book. Which was fine with us; I loved scary books as a kid, too. And, frankly, asking for a scary book is…

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The no-bullshit guide to resume content

Something about me: I’m a professional resume writer. Really. Certified and everything. I was good at it, so much so that my happy clients often hired…

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Why I am a lousy grown up… A play in one act

8:00 pm – bedtime ISABEL: I don’t want to go to bed. I’m scared. ME: What are you scared of? ISABEL: I don’t want to die.…

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Perspective: Being on display in your prison jumpsuit > flies and cat pee

Last week I had a bad day. I woke in the morning to find that our cat had peed… somewhere… in the house. Now, we love…

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