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, , becca September 29, 2010

How did I not KNOW this?

Friends, really. I’ve gone many, many years on this train-trip called life, and never until today did I understand why we’re actually here. The reason is Massage. Not kidding. Had my first massage today. I am a changed woman. Life means so much more than broken dryers and dirty dishes. It means rosemary-scented oil. It
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, , becca September 28, 2010

Done? Again.

Another draft down! Wo-hoo! This draft is a fun one, because I get to put in chapter markers. That, for some reason, is Big Joy for me. It has chapters! Twelve of them! And they are numbered! (Please forgive the uncharacteristic use of the exclamation point. I generally refrain. But sometimes, you just gotta do
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, becca September 27, 2010

It’s not even Irony.

There is no heat in my dryer. That is not a metaphor. Just the sad fact. This morning, in a fit of early-birdiness, I put in the first load of laundry at 5:45. Then I went about doing all the things that needed doing, and at 7, I checked the dryer. It was off. But
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, becca September 23, 2010

Hard Stuff

Don’t you sometimes wish the hard stuff just didn’t exist? Or that it would go away? But here’s a thing I’ve been pondering lately, and several people have been talking about it. And blogging about it. If we don’t know the hard stuff, what do we really know at all? I’m extremely lucky (lucky =
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, becca September 22, 2010

Right Now

The rain is pelting the windows, Splat-smack-slam And the sun Oh, the sun, Lights up the yellow leaves on the trees, Soggy and dripping and gorgeous. Could I ever ask for more than a sunny-rainy Perfect autumn day? (Thanks, Google, for the ideal messy photo. I’d take one just like it if I had the
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, becca September 21, 2010

Fortune favors the Ironic

You know that thing where you have a manuscript to finish, that’s waiting for you, that’s holding it’s breath (that’s a metaphor – manuscripts don’t breathe, only Real Live books do), just waiting for the final touches to be put on it? And then, then you have this funny realization that Every Single fortune cookie
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, , , becca September 20, 2010

Ahhh. I needed that.

Kid 1 and I took a little road trip this weekend. And very little patience was required for at least thirty hours. Wow, right? Here’s how it went down. My sister who is NOT Betsy in BBM has a daughter who turned 16 this weekend, so for a surprise, she arranged for us to meet
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, , becca September 17, 2010

Patience

Once I had it. Then I lost it. Not forever, you know. But, temporarily lost it. Once I listened When they said, “Mom.mom.mom.mom.” Once I asked, “Can you tell me that again, so I really understand?” Once I wanted, really wanted to know about the day. The friends. The classes. The trauma-drama. The giggles. The
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