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July. Again.

Good morning everyone. I’m doing a daring thing right now: blogging without an editor. Not even second-guessing. July is crazy. That’s my excuse. July rivals December in the ability to bring me this close to the edge, so here we go.…

Lego Wars

Occasionally, I receive questions from my delightful readers seeking advice. Much like Dear Abby, I am asked about relationships “My husband insists on leaving his dirty socks just outside of the hamper. Should I pick them up for him, or…

Cemetery Summers

When I was little, my family moved into a tiny little house in a tiny little neighborhood. Our neighbors were tiny little elderly folks who kept dusty ribbon candy in glass dishes by the door for small children who may…