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September 22, 2015

Cloudy with a chance of apples

After years of singing the praises of my various apple devices a storm cloud has passed over my sunshine-y view. Somehow becoming a family in the apple world has just driven us apart. We used to share music, books, and calendars. That is over. I exist on my own island, unbacked up. Without backup. I understand there must be a fix to this, but having tried all of the most obvious things, I am ready to just exist alone. Before I resigned myself to this lonely life I gave Steve a crack at a Read more […]

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September 16, 2015

Taking A Strand

“Give it.” “That’s miiiine.” These pleas pour from Oliver’s mouth. They are extended and whiny and generally annoying to everyone but his brother who has teased them out of him with skill. He has been slowly sorting through Oliver’s homework and has pulled out the only unfinished page which he now waves just out of his brother’s reach. Oliver is a diligent student, and has just written a paragraph about civil rights which includes all of the vocabulary words introduced in fifth grade this Read more […]

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September 15, 2015

Present Tense

There are times I feel younger than my age because of weird enthusiasms. Like when I lean in with glee to hear about a friends sexual interludes, or when I joke about nutsacks with my kids, and obviously when I pretend the pool cue is a tail and trot oddly around the game room. Then there are times when I feel about 16 for more sickly reasons. I measure up my outfits against other moms at school pick up, I force myself to stay late at a party for fear I will miss something, and when I rebel Read more […]

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September 14, 2015

No Thank you

I know, I JUST wrote about thank you notes. I’m not done yet. In the past two days I have gathered more ammunition in my battle against the social norms surrounding gratitude. Saturday a hundred plus of us stood in a shallow arc looking up at the couple on the centuries old granite stairs. In this moderate sized town where most people are known to each other these two have made a larger than average mark. Their contributions include real estate developments, school board service, neighborhood Read more […]

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September 10, 2015

Free Range Cats

I’m sure people are outraged by this, but we let our cats roam free. In Vermont that meant lots of sappy pine needle encrusted dreadlocks. It also meant catamounts. In the 18 years I lived in Vermont with between 1 and 4 cats we lost 2 full cats and one cat tail to predators. If we consider the tail .20 of a cat we can calculate a rate of .12 cats/year. Which if you have an overweight cat might be a very good thing. I joke. There are risks to outdoor cats, cars, critters and here in Read more […]

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September 9, 2015

Pick your poison

Old woman loves life

I had my teeth cleaned yesterday and my dentist offered me Botox. During the 15 minute battle to determine my dental insurance number I pointed to the laminated sign advertising smooth skinning poison and asked the woman behind the desk what she thought of the Botox. “It’s great, people say they have to wait four weeks at their dermatologist, but WE can often get them in the next day. White teeth and smooth skin makes any lady happy!” Convenient. Here in Denver woman can do things to their Read more […]

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September 8, 2015

Ghost

He finds me at my bar. Which was sort of the point of the bar. Great in concept. High design, wonderful food, cocktails even better than bug juice. Even the one called bug juice with the floating gummy worm is better than the bug juice of my early camp days. It is late at night. I have been in for inventory at eight AM and am sort of half asleep at the drink rail. I have done opening sidework for a server who was running late, hosted and schmoozed. The high has passed and my lids are lowering. I Read more […]

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September 4, 2015

Let’s go to bed.

Bed

Its a reality of midlife and motherhood that you are less likely to see 2:42 AM for vodka than for…well…midlife or motherhood, or both . Maybe you had a date night with your husband that involved driving 1.5 hours through a lightening storm to go to a sportbar to watch the fourth preseason game with hometown fans. He is a peach to do this for you, and will be justly rewarded. Later. Like when you don’t need your pillow more than anything else. Tuesday night it was a stomach ache. Read more […]

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September 3, 2015

Arm-y of one

I am the rare Patriots fanatic that doesn’t love Tom Brady. I find his toothy model smile more like a smirk. I interpret his head down on the sideline to be sulking, rather than studying the video of the previous play. His insular life is on view yet I judge him for protecting his privacy. His teammates love him. The members of the Pikes Peak Pats fan club adore him. The Facebook group New England Patriots Nation to a man (and woman) would blow him given the chance. I know my team would Read more […]

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September 1, 2015

Such a Pill

Standing in the sunshine chatting with a friend while she waters our community garden our talk turns from carrots and beets (why is it that 40 something women love beets?) to drugs. Despite being in Colorado, and standing amongst buds and leaves we are not talking about the green kind, but the pink oval pills that get me out of bed each day. She works in the field and confirms what I have been reading and experiencing myself…our system is providing less support for mental illness, exactly at Read more […]

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