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She’s Positively Hilarious

Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha. Mother Nature is absolutely having a joke with me. It is snowing. Right now. Big, fat, wet flakes that are covering my tulips like white stocking caps. Isn’t that hysterical? Snow is sticking to the grass. And the sidewalk. And the road. And the roofs. And my soul. (Just
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At Least vs. If Only

I’ve read quite a bit lately about this phenomenon of thinking – and I’m way too lazy to link to any of it. Sorry. A little. But here’s the Becca version-distillation of the thing – some people live in the “If Only” world. If only I were lovely. If only I were brilliant. If only
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Hello? National Weather Service?

Are you there? If you are, we need to talk. No, not really. Only I need to talk. You need to listen. Are you listening, NWS? You promised. You said. You guaranteed me the snowstorm of the century. You used the word Blizzard. — You lied. — There was a teeeeeny bit of snow. A
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Writing and Stuff

Oh. Did you notice? School is back in. At least around here. And today, although not exactly being on schedule, I had all my kids in school. All the time. All four. Oh, yeah. So besides the quick-and-early trip over the mountain to pick up Husband’s car (which has a very nice new water pump
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Slave to Fashion?

So I’m going to go ahead and blog about clothes. Stop laughing. I mean it. Stop. I like clothes. I do. They certainly beat the alternative. (I know, right?) But fashion? I don’t get it. Even little-kid fashion. In fact, I was in Macy’s yesterday with all four Kids, and I had gag-reflex issues with
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Irony

I did a fun event this weekend – at the lovely Purple Cow bookshop. Loads of cute families, and even one of my favorite families from Many Years Back! The crowd was delightful, and the women who work that shop LOVE their books and the kids who read them. Thanks, Isa, for having me! *Sigh*
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Bossy?

I don’t particularly like being in charge. I love having other people I can turn and point to, either when something is great or when a major disaster happens. I love having Husband – for so many reasons, but also so I can say, “Ask Dad. Tell Dad. Go cry to Dad.” I am not
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