I’m turning into a hermit. Not in the traditional sense, exactly. I leave my house almost every day. But I hate leaving. When I leave, I can’t wait to get back. I can’t wait to put on the same clothes I’ve worn for twelve weeks, even though they stink and have stains on them. I…
Every year I watch the clock roll from 11:59 pm to 12:00 am, and I announce, “IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!” This year was the same, except it was whispered. When the clock read a more respectable time, I laid in bed and spent over an hour trying to talk myself out of it. I have to…
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The Day Before
June 25th, 2009Comments: 176
On June 26th two years ago, I went to a high risk obstetrician and was told that my pregnancy was progressing and that, while still risky, I might actually get a baby out of it. The next day I turned 28 and told everyone I was going to be a mom. On June 26th one…
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Sandcastles
June 24th, 2009Comments: 71
My friend Jackie! is in town. This past Tuesday marked one year since her brain cancer diagnosis. Not exactly an event to toast to. With my birthday looming on Saturday, we decided that the three of us should get away. So we decided to go to Catalina Island. I was there last August under much…
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Wishful Thinking
June 24th, 2009Comments: 114
Last night, thanks to the kindness of our friend Danny, Mike and I went to a concert. We saw the band Wilco. We had floor seats. Well, not seats. Floor admission. I normally like floor admission, because it’s fun to feel the music with the crowd. But Wilco fans are freakishly tall. For the first…
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