Downstairs

Two weeks ago I fell down the stairs. Loudly. Dramatically. With just bucketloads of cursing. Our laundry machines are in the basement. (Why we have a basement in Florida next to a…

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Gambini the Great

As long-time readers are aware, Lena, like the French in general, loves Little House on the Prairie. While it may at one point in history have been considered a “good”…

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No, You Are NOT the Asshole

Lena and I climbed out of the car in the restaurant parking lot. “Take a look at this.” I indicated the car parked across two spaces right next to us.…

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What to do with a Handful of Stress

“How bad does it hurt? One to ten.” I hate turning abstract concepts into other, unrelated abstract concepts. “I don’t know. What number is between screaming and fainting?” “Eight.” “Huh.”…

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I wanted a vacation for myself, Lena, my younger brother BJ, and sister Kristy, so when a neighbor offered the use of his North Carolina mountain cabin for a week,…

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Foul-Mouthed Redemption

This will be difficult for some people to understand, but in my family, I was frequently the target of derision because I was considered soft and naïve. I was never…

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