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My next three ear worms from TTPD are Down Bad, Alchemy, and … But Daddy I Love Him. I’m trying to get to the point where I rank the songs in the album but it’s so hard because it depends on the day, time, month of which songs I’m skipping or repeating! I’m trying to […]
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loml is a song that hits so hard. It’s lyrically amazing. No one seems to know if it’s about Joe A, Joe J, Matt, or… anyone else. Does it matter? No. But if it’s about Matt (which I tend to think it may be), she had him on the back burner for years. They continually […]
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44 is anxiety 44 is uncertainty 44 is heartbreak 44 is clarity 44 is loving myself 44 is exploring 44 is curiosity It’s realizing that life is short and that I don’t want to just stay sane in the current moment. I want to be better. I want to do better and I want to […]
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Downside of watching Olympics… seeing commercials. Upside of watching Olympics? SEEING COMMERCIALS. I’m reminded of why my favorite TV day is Super Bowl Sunday JUST TO WATCH THE COMMERCIALS. Thanks Uber for making me cry…
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I hate it when you realize you should have done something and there is technically a fix for it and it won’t be that hard but it SEEMS really hard. And you just keep thinking of ways to not do the hard difficult thing. You make excuses and reasons for why it may be a […]
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Happy 44th Danny! I visited your website that I made for you… that the domain name expired and went to someone else who built up a resume on the domain name. So trippy.
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It CRACKS me up that I own this meme. To be fair, I’ve been posting/sending/emailing it to people long before Sam was born so it’s been 20+ years of it. This year G’s birthday was ON Easter (last time that happened was 11 years ago, I think!) so I had to post his birthday photos […]
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I’ve been struggling for a few weeks about gratitude and sadness. When I practice gratitude, I also feel a nice side helping of sadness right along with it. I had a friend tell me that was a little odd and we laughed about it. But it really doesn’t feel right. I was reflecting a bit […]
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Three generations.
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“Any regrets though?” “None… I’m not being a footnote.” “A footnote?” “Yeah. In the story of your life.” I heard from at least three people that One Day was a sob story. And.. I just felt in the mood to sob. So I knew what I was getting in to. Then, 10 episodes in, I […]
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I was quickly making a fruit salad for a party I was attending. I’m not satisfied with just buying the fruit salad from the store. Well. Sometimes that is perfectly fine. However, for family, it’s always better to take an extra 8 minutes and elevate it up and make it a bit more special. So […]
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I had to go exploring for resolutions in my older posts. I’ve never been a big resolution person but it’s always fun to take a quick trip down memory lane and 2007 made me laugh and sigh. How far I haven’t come? Be nicer, make the world better, be a better mother, spend time with […]
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Sunday night and forcing myself to do this… Not really FORCING, I suppose… It’s like medicine… It’s going to be good for me. Anyway. Random.org called 44 so here we are… Santa is real and he’s stuck in your chimney. https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/holiday/page/3/ “Are you stuck?” I called out, as I got on my knees trying to […]
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Holiday writing prompts from Reedsy. Random.org number generator said 36. And… 25m on my timer… go! It’s the night before Christmas. You are a stirring mouse in an otherwise totally quiet house. https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/holiday/page/2/ I crept out of my cozy cocoon that was made with fuzzy sweaters and lint. I headed to the small hole in […]
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