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Monday, Monday

This is my dog staring at me from behind the coffee table. Her eyes have not left me, and every once in a while I get a growl. She’s ticked. And rightfully so. We ran out of dog food, and … Continue reading

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And now I am 37.

Today is the day I turn 37.  I am the last of my friends from high school, in my grade, to turn 37.  I can no longer bask in being “younger” than them.  I recently spent the weekend with them … Continue reading

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