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The Price of Freedom

I don’t really love the 4th of July. I feel like it’s the summer version of New Years Eve. There’s like some weird pressure to have come up with fabulous plans to celebrate our nation’s independence, when all I really want to do is power wash my pool deck and read a book. There’s alsoRead more…

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The high cost of a clean bedroom.

How Much Would You Pay for a Clean Bedroom?

Sometimes, I can’t stand to hear some of the words that come out of my mouth. Usually, they are the same words that used to come out of my own mother’s mouth. The ones that addressed particular behaviors and were repeated at regular intervals: “Chew with your mouth closed.” “Don’t pick your teeth.” “Put yourRead more…

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She was beautiful and briefly, mine.

I Went on a Blogger Crawl and This Happened

This is the story about discovering things that have been under your nose all along. Recently, I took part in something called a blogger crawl, which was akin to a pub crawl in that a group — in this case of bloggers — visited different establishments but no alcohol was involved and we remained uprightRead more…

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The fun of paying for college.

Why Sending Our Kids to College is Making Us All Stupid

The more kids I send to college and the more tuition I pay towards that effort, the dumber I am starting to feel. I just don’t get it. Let me preface this all by saying that I’ve just returned from a whirlwind 48 hours at the ginormous state school my third child will begin attendingRead more…

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Sugar Says so many great things.

Friday Faves: In Which I Hate Everyone and Everything

In a strange turn of events, after loving practically everything I came into contact with last week and writing about proposing to any number of inanimate objects, this week I hate fucking everything. I actually joked about this phenomenon with another mom last night as we stood on a grassy hill, teary-eyed, watching our middle school’s graduation ceremony.Read more…

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The Third Wheel

On Saturday night I went to a super-fun party in my small New Jersey town and danced like there was no tomorrow. The luau-themed affair was a fundraiser for our school district’s parent-teacher organization and it was held under a big white tent on somebody’s beautiful front lawn where very cute waiters passed precious horsRead more…

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Limit your "always" and your "nevers."

Friday Faves

Here’s the thing about my mom: when she likes something she really likes it and really wants you to like it, too. Whether it’s a book she just read, new way to steam clean clothes with ice cubes or the chickpea salad she made the night before, she’ll mention it in a conversation and send a follow-upRead more…

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