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Baby at the Bar

About two minutes from my house is a tiny little dive bar called Sweet Fire BBQ, and every Wednesday they have $.25 wings. So for about three, maybe four months, a group of us has been going nearly every week. It's usually my sister and her husband, myself, and one or more of my other… Continue reading Baby at the Bar

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Blood and Harmonicas

Today has had its ups and downs. It ranged from children nearly passing out at the sight of tremendous amounts of blood to nasally performed harmonica playing. Unrelated? Yes. But all in a day's work. Admittedly I'm writing this blog post to take a break from the insane amounts of research I've been conducting on… Continue reading Blood and Harmonicas

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Funky Phobias

My mind wanders a lot, often to places seldom visited by normal people I suspect. People talk about going on tangents, but my tangents go for so long I can never find my way back to the original topic. Well, almost never. My tangents tend to end in weird places, with conclusions logical thought would… Continue reading Funky Phobias

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My Sister’s Facial Hair Fiasco of ’15

Let me just start by saying that my sister will kill me if she ever reads this post, so I'm not even sure I'm going to post it. Well - I probably am going to - but if it's my last post ever, you know why. My sister, let's call her P, has always had… Continue reading My Sister’s Facial Hair Fiasco of ’15

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“I don’t want eyelashes!”

Today isn't even half over and my second graders have made me laugh more than usual. In our science class we've reached the unit on the body and its systems and how to keep it healthy. We've been talking a lot about cells, and also about the digestive system. Both of these discussions led to… Continue reading “I don’t want eyelashes!”

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A tadpole named Dog

Today was the first day back at school after Christmas break. Needless to say, the kids were a little wild. My theory is that their parents are not only happy to be able to ditch them for 8 hours, they're also so fed up with them that they want others to be able to truly… Continue reading A tadpole named Dog

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Guilty Pleasures

We all have guilty pleasures - the little things in life that we feel somewhat ashamed of enjoying or overindulging in. Some people have really interesting guilty pleasures, but mine are small and unassuming, and possibly somewhat silly. Sitting at home over Christmas break, doing absolutely nothing with my time, some of these guilty pleasures… Continue reading Guilty Pleasures

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Tune?

Tonight a friend of mine from Ireland and I were having a chat, or snapchat rather, and we got on the subject of music. He ended up giving me a couple of music recommendations to give a listen to. I pretty much loved them all, and so I thought that maybe I'd go ahead and… Continue reading Tune?

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Kid Shit

Miss Rataaaaajczak, somebody peed on the carpet! Miss Ratajczak, how do you spell a... A what? A... like a dog, or a cat. A? ...you spell it... 'a'. That's it. That's it? That's it, I swear. How about this, Miss Ratajczak - if I stop picking my nose and eating it you can give me… Continue reading Kid Shit

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Digging Deeper

So I'm sitting here taking up much more of the couch than I need to, bottle of white zinfandel in hand, and once again I've been thinking too much. This time it's about friendships, and the nature of nostalgia. Recently I've been accidentally thinking about old friends, even to the point where I've been dreaming… Continue reading Digging Deeper