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“Life gives you lots of mothers.” It’s true. I’m blessed with an amazing “real” mom. But I’ve been guided and comforted by many other moms, too. There was Debby, the woman I…
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I’ve got a real problem with necks. A dear friend recently asked me out of the blue, in public, “I noticed you have all those bumps on your face and neck. What…
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There was something in the air – the planets were aligned, or maybe there’s just something about a 70-year-old’s birthday party that makes people think, “Hey! I’m gonna ask that 40-something lady…
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My Guy and I are learning to embrace the DINK lifestyle. It’s going pretty well, except we often ask each other, “If we don’t have kids, why don’t we have nicer stuff?”…
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I’m a terrible, horrible person. You probably are, too. But we’re talking about me. Get your own blog. Sigh. See, a friend has received a great blessing. She’s so happy, and excited.…
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Yesterday, my cousin posted the good news on Facebook: his wife gave birth to their son, a fat, pink baby who is perfect in every way. They named that sweet boy after…
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Last night, I visited with some girlfriends under the stunning red moon. The restaurant patio was pleasant and the wine flowed. We talked kids. I love my friends. I want to hear…
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I guess that’s what happens when your kids don’t have thumbs, are generally unaware of most Hallmark holidays, and, oh, are dogs. If you’ve never had ringworm, you are missing out. And…
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So, last time I ran my mouth about not being able to have kids, sweet cookingwithgas asked about the folks on the sidelines of the battle to get knocked up: Where do…