Grilled Cheese and Politics

My dad’s annual visit from the wilds of Montana is winding down, and we’ve had a great week. First, there was the much-anticipated trip to Northlandz, the world’s largest model railway.  My two small train junkies love this place.   Second, there has been plenty of food — mostly revolving around hitting up some of […]

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Hats Off to The Amish

Well.  So much for the end of summer being relaxing.  Thanks, Irene. First, let me say I’m so grateful we sustained no damage to our house and that everyone was safe around here.  I know how devastating this storm was for many. Second, let me say that, on the Natural Disaster Panic Spectrum, it appears […]

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Where the Ground Shook All Day

I feel the Earth.  Move.  Under my feet… But not from the earthquake.  I missed it.  You know why? Because I was having my own personal, all-day earthquake at home as part of Renovation, Day Two.  Yes, the ccccoonnnstttant jackhammmmmmering in the bbbbbbasssemmmennnnt today rendered me useless in recognizing an East Coast seismic event. They […]

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The Renovation Sanity Meter

On Monday — at long last — Project Pimp My Basement gets underway.  It’s a big job.  Total demolition.  Re-zoning heat, moving the furnace, upgrading electricity. It’s a total and complete overhaul.  Right now, it’s an unfinished space, filled with boxes and old toys and, well, everything (more on this below).  If I had a […]

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Pint-Sized Teachers

If someone asked you to name ten lessons your child(ren) could teach you, what would you say? While you think about it, I’ll give you mine.  Well.  I could tell you all about unconditional love, seeing the magic of the world through the eyes of a child or finding new depths of my heart.  All […]

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Coming Clean

I’m not an officially diagnosed germaphobe, but I play one every so often. To be clear, I don’t wear masks in public.  I don’t walk around my house with rubber cleaning gloves on.  {My house is not even that neat.} But I do confess that I have become increasingly obsessed about cognizant of germs.  I […]

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Cutting Class

She was on to me.  She was watching.  In the halls, day after day, as I came and went.  Waiting, ever so patiently, for me to act carelessly and blow it.  It took the better part of a year, but she gained the upper hand. She had caught me.  The jig was up. The funny […]

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We’ll Just Stay Here

MEMO Date: August 7, 2011 To: Travel Gods CC: Karma Masters From: Fordeville Vacation Planning Headquarters Subject: Vacation Illnesses   I’d like to take this opportunity to inquire about the apparent Fordeville Vacation Vomit Policy that has been implemented without my knowledge.  As a key planner in all Fordeville vacation destinations, timing and itineraries, I […]

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For the Love of Taco Night

If you’ve been here before, you know that I freely admit to some neurotic tendencies.  Some are more rational than others. Today, I present to you my fear of food borne illnesses and how I, uh, swallowed that in the name of a great Fordeville tradition:  Taco Night. I’m one of those people who is […]

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The Words That Won’t Come

I’ve had the card sitting here for almost two months. Blank. Waiting. I know I have to send it. I’ve wanted to send it. But the words wouldn’t come. Words rarely fail me.  But this is just more than words are equipped to deliver. I’ve thought about it every day.  Once in a while, a […]

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