Proof You Aren’t The Worst Parent…

I promised a couple posts back that I would tell you some crazy ass stories about my mother’s obsessive worrying, so here comes one. When I was in the second grade sleep-over birthday parties were all the rage. Unfortunately for me, my mother wouldn’t let me attend any because she was worried about me being away from home overnight….

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I Told You I Wasn’t Crafty

Today I went to a birthday party for my old college roommate, Alyssa. The invitation was for a craft party. I was like, yay, party, but um, crafts? I was scared because, contrary to popular belief, I am crap at crafts. My friend Brianne and I drove up together and we tried to figure out…

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Frequently Questioned

Our meeting with Dr. Looove went well yesterday. Maddie’s oxygen saturation was back in the 90’s, right where we like it. The blood tests showed that the diuretic hadn’t adversely effected her electrolytes, so we’re keeping her on the steroids and diuretic for the remainder of the prescribed seven days. Dr. Looove also said that…

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The Other Woman

Dudes don’t go to the doctor and we like it that way. Sure, we may die 5-7 years earlier than women, but at least we don’t waste the best years of our lives sitting in a waiting room next to an old lady with a hacking cough while thumbing through a year old issue of “Redbook.” There is one species of man…

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Washing It Away

Thank you all for the kind comments, text messages, emails, tweets, and carrier pigeons. I don’t have pity parties very often because, really, feeling sorry for myself is not a good use of my time, and I have too much to be thankful for. However, everyone needs to let it out every now and then….

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