Year: 2022
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Shh.
Just Another Day in Paradise, Yo. . . . Hi. How are you, Dear Reader? How do you feel today: body, mind, and soul? Pause. Think. Answer honestly. Me? I’m doing just fine, thanks. I’m currently sitting on our RV love seat, clicking past the miles somewhere between Ohio and Indiana. Sweet Baby Snap is…
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Wait Awhile.
A Weirdo, Cerebral Reflection from Yours Truly. . . . Wouldn’t it be something if our every thought could be documented? Like, our dreams could be stored away in The Vault of Complete Memories, which I visualize as a rather Soviet-looking building, filled with hundreds of books and videotapes. Every dream, pondering, or musing filed…
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Last Gasp.
Oh, Winter. I do love you. . . . There’s something about the last gasp of winter that I absolutely adore. Because even though it’s technically springtime–what with the equinox being over and all–we northeastern folks know that pretty much doesn’t mean shit. And while there are usually a handful of truly glorious, 70-degree days…
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Is This the Real Life?*
(Is this just fantasy?)* . . . This morning started in ordinary fashion: soft baby grunts, a bottle feeding, and our son happily kicking about in our bed, trying to snag Daddy’s iPad from the nightstand. (I also snuck a bite of raw cookie dough from the fridge at about 4 AM.) And later on,…
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Loving It.
What your girl Snap’s been loving as of late. . . . The Toy Story Franchise. Toddler Snap has really taken to these movies, which we watch in succession nearly everyday. (Well, okay. Let’s be fair: We make it through the series about every other day.) Anyway, color me impressed, yo. Being a 90s kid,…
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Hidden Away.
I’m still here, yo! And doin’ just fine. . . . Hello, Dear Reader. And greetings from my shockingly somewhat-cleared-off dining room table, where a fresh iced coffee patiently sits within reach. I’m in fruit-punch pink sweatpants. My lips are annoyingly chapped. (takes a deep breath) Blogging is a funny thing: Really, it’s a strangely…
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Hi.
It’s 2022. I started the year with a fresh spirit. On New Year’s Day I diligently sat at our computer desk, typing the beginnings of an optimistic blog post. And then shit went sideways. Again. Pre-eclampsia hit at the end of my 32nd week of pregnancy. Thanks to an extraordinary medical team, our daughter was…
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