I used to be fun. In the olden days, around the end of Reagan’s first term, I developed a knack for fun. I became fun’s dedicated student. While my peers…
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Between The Bluffs: The Holy Mundane
I’VE BEEN Swedish Death Cleaning. With the same intensity I once “nested” during pregnancy, I now find myself operating in reverse. I have a deep desire to get rid of…
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The Repressed and Unwelcoming Spectrum
LET’S FACE IT. Most of us moved here for the beaches, the lake breezes, and our safe, historic neighborhoods. It is so darn pretty here, with quaint gas streetlamps and…
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The Thing My Cousin Taught Me
MY COUSIN AND I exchange flurries of texts, often after a night of high-alert parenting or because one of us has committed some random act of self-sabotage like spontaneously putting…
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To The Next Life
UNCLE AL ENJOYED a rather robust social life. He was a never married, traveling perfume salesman. Uncle Al wasn’t related by blood; he was my father-in-law’s best friend. They met…
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Mint Julep
IN THE BUBBLE, Landscape Season follows Winter. Landscape Season has us swerving our cars past an endless series of parked landscape trucks, down leafy roads with blind curves, through neighborhoods…
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Teacups, Curves, and the Confidence Triangle
TOO TIRED TO EXERT energy, I pile books on my nightstand, Dr. Seuss style, all teetering and hair raisingly off-balance. For added drama, my cartoon-like towers of books lean defyingly…
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