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  • My dad was right, Part 748

    My dad has never taken off his wedding ring. Yard work? Harsh solvents? Vietnam? Nope. He’s had that gold band on for 50 years. I’m more of an on-again, off-again kind of…

  • Who will be Queen of the Prom?

    It’s not nice to brag. And it’s not honest to make your life look better online than it really is. But I just have to tell you. I bought this. For six…

  • You say diet, I say yuck.

    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…

  • In which my heart grows three sizes.

    I’m sick. Like, for real sick. I’ve had a nasty cold for more than a week. In addition to filling my lungs with crud, it’s also severely damaged my psyche. I need…

  • Anti-depressants and Indian food.

    Listen. If that title isn’t an SEO gold mine, I don’t know what is. Today was my follow-up med check with my doctor. You know, the appointment in which you have to…

  • Death and Mexico.

    Because I strive to celebrate the absurd and find the humor, I’m going to tell you how it really went down. I took a long-awaited girls’ trip with three of my most…

  • Goodnight, sweet prince.

    The joke is that I had to marry my husband because I fell in love with his dog. Who wouldn’t love this face? It’s funny because it’s true. Or partly true. I…