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Writing is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.

— Winston Churchill

Wondering on Wednesday: Did Your Taste Buds Mature?

I’m sure you must be tired of talking about my funk. I am. So let’s talk about something else. This topic still makes me cry, but it’s self induced and avoidable. ONION.
I’ve despised onion since I realized I have taste buds. I don’t like the texture, the flavor, the smell, the anything. I delete [...]

Seeking Advice On Giving Back

I rarely make New Year’s resolutions, but in January I started thinking about community involvement and realized it’s a significant piece missing from my life. I grew up in a small New England town where neighbors took care of neighbors, and my family was always helping people behind the scenes. Reaching out a hand was [...]

Mom and The Prick Doctor

Be wary. Be very wary of my mother. She’s discovered my blog and rather than kindly sit back like a good mother should and take in the conversations, she’s decided to participate.
If you see this avator, run.
Not only is she participating, she likes to contradict my childhood memories, call me on the carpet in her [...]

Doug the Shopkeeper

If Senator McCain had made my dad a focal point of his campaign, I’m quite sure the Republican candidate wouldn’t be suffering a double-digit spread in the polls.  Joe The Plumber has nothing on Doug The Shopkeeper.
My parents are visiting and we’ve spent the last few days shopping for window valence fabrics, eating too much, [...]

When The Calls Come

It’s happened a few times now. Those calls from family far away announcing that someone I love is in the hospital. Tonight it was my mom calling, “Your sister is in the hospital,” she said.
It’s been three years since it was my sister calling to say, “Mom is in the hospital.”
There have been others…my brother, [...]

Proof That I am The Favorite Child

There’s been much conversation over the last few years about “the sandwich generation”—people between the age of 40 and 60 who are raising children while also caring for aging and elderly parents. It can be a difficult position, both financially and emotionally, as families struggle to find balance and meet financial obligations.
With recent reports that [...]

Father’s Value Minimized?

My husband (father of five) has a rather cynical view of whether or not our society values fathers. We had planned to write several articles together about parenting from a dad’s perspective, but it hasn’t happened. I’ve not had time to complete the research, and I think he’s lost his enthusiasm for the subject … [...]

Daddy Guilt?

Do you know any men who have expressed a male version of “mommy guilt”? Not just wanting to spend more time with the kids, but feeling extremely torn between professional responsibilities and their family life?

The Apple and The Tree

In addition to her nose and chin, my grandmother gave me several things. Her desire to be enveloped by family and her love for a full house are traits she lovingly passed along. This odd need to feed anyone who walks into my house? I’m quite sure it’s genetic.
I attribute my ability to cry during [...]

The Trade … Help Me Be Bribed

If I have to humor him, than it only seems fair that he has to provide something in return. I’m coming up short in the brilliant idea department and need your help.