This week, I worked the pole. Erm, I mean I worked the polls. I was an election worker. Surely the music and body glitter of working the pole would be far more…
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A neighbor kid is mowing the yard next door. He’s saving up for a car, so he mows that yard maybe more often than it really needs. His name is Hoke. I…
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Walking Walter the Wonderdoodle, an unfamiliar car passed us. And then it passed us going the other way. And then it came upon us again and parked *in the middle of the…
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I am here to set the record straight. The stomach bug diet is not the best diet. It is not an easy way to lose weight. When you must stay mere steps…
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I was in touch with The Youth the other day. And found myself woefully out of touch. I got my nails done, and the beautiful young woman next to me said she…
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I have the cleanest spare tire in all the land! That is the only silver lining I could find, and I’m going to stick with it. I bought a bottle of laundry…
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Food is what makes America great. I’m talking potato salad, your auntie’s secret marinara sauce, ham balls, spring rolls, fajitas, that Korean dish you can’t pronounce, and all the rest. And don’t…
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It’s graduation time and that means a lot of stuff. Well-intentioned but obviously clueless relatives like me write things in graduation cards like, “It’s been fun watching your track and cross country…
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Walter the Wonderdoodle is pure joy – jumping and exploring and drinking it all in. However. He’s jumping on people and brand-new kitchen cabinets. Exploring means that he’s unearthed a bunny nest,…
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It never occurred to me that there were things I couldn’t do. Sure, there were things I didn’t want to do, like run or physically exert myself in any way. But as…