December 2011
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Resolved, fulfilled, still working on it.
Last year, this is what I wrote as a wish for myself in the coming year:  I want to be more present in my life.  December 30, 2010  11 in ‘11  I have one. I don’t have eleven.  I have one.   I want to be more present in my life.  By that I mean, I want to leave work at work, be present there as I am there, but when I leave and the glass door closes behind me each night - it stays there and...
Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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I am eating my sandwich in the kitchen
So my husband won’t feel bad, he only has pancakes.
Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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Do you know how hard it is to take a photo of your...
I do. It is impossible. Anyway, the kitten has a weepy eye, but it doesn’t look infected or swollen, just watery. So I am taking a picture to see if it changes. Because I am my Mother. Duh.
Dec 30th
Dec 30th
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“AGAIN! Oh brother!”
– Seven, after seeing my race bib for New Years Day.
Dec 29th
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Dec 29th
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On weight loss, fat acceptance, and That Article...
tiffanyb: (For those of you who haven’t followed the conversation, my in-laws are featured in next week’s New York Times Magazine for their significant weight loss and the more important fact that they have mostly kept the weight off. Read the article because it’s really important to this conversation, and be sure to see the slideshow. Wife brag: That first photo was taken by Tom! Look at mah...
Dec 29th
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They say every marathon begins with a single step...
…but I say the marathon begins when you make the decision to do it. The decision is the first of hundreds of thousands of steps that get you across the Finish Line.  Once you have decided to do something positive for yourself, start immediately.   The only regret I ever had when I quit smoking, when I lost weight, when I started running outside, was all the time I lost, all the days I...
Dec 29th
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Dec 29th
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Dec 29th
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Dec 29th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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We cannot sled.
Because there is no fucking snow.  SNOW! Where are you, Snow!   I need snow. This overcast 50 degree stuff is bullshit.  If I wanted to be damp and depressed all winter, I would move back to where I am from, where everything is charcol  grey against dove grey against dark green and black.   I would move to where it seems like months between views of the mountains.  I live here for a reason....
Dec 28th
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When I finally had enough, I got moving.
I had been fit, I had made a change in my life at the age of 30 to eat right and work out, having walked to the end of our block and into the gym wearing two bras, a XL cotton event shirt, and a pair of cotton sweat pants.  I went to the second floor got on an elliptical and moved my body for 20 minutes.   I did this every single day for 9 days.  Then I started eating less. After a few weeks, I...
Dec 27th
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Tonight was Seven's first sleep over at her...
Luckily, just as my brain was getting anxious, we got a call and she was home 2 minutes later.
Dec 27th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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The next person who says they are bored, hungry or...
I now understand why my parents were often grumpy after Christmas.
Dec 26th
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My mother set up her own wifi!
It’s a Christmas miracle! She could use her new Kindle, except her signal is weak because she has the worst Internet service ever.
Dec 26th
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How can I possibly be hungry?
How? It is not possible…,and yet. (crunch)
Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 25th
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Dec 25th
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Dec 25th
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Dec 25th
Dec 25th
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like/dislike
Like: Realizing your underpinnings are too big for you, and you need to downsize your jockeys.  Dislike: Realizing your underpinnings are too small, and you need to upsize your jockeys.  My your jockeys always fit, and your cups always be full but not overflowing.  This has been an installment of like/dislike.
Dec 24th
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A Christmas Exchange
My Brother: Have you talked to Dad recently?
Me: Yes, why?
B: Is he ok? Is everything going ok there?
Me, puzzled: Yes, as far as I know!
B: Because I just hung up on him.
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Me: Hey Dad
Dad: Hey!
Me: How are you doing?
Dad: OK, why do you ask?
Me: Because Brother just called.
Dad: Ah!
Me: So is everything OK? Are you in a bad mood?
Dad: No! Not unless I am talking to your brother.
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What happened to create such an exchange? After years of sending explicit lists of items with item numbers that he wanted, receiving those items and then not only returning them, but sending notes on why they were returned; my Brother sent a terse email at Thanksgiving giving specific instructions on how we were to give him gifts. They must be from the Amazon list. They were to be wrapped. We were to send him the tracking number for the packages before they arrived along with the information on who the gift was for in the box.
My Brother followed this up with an email - to the entire family his side and my sister in laws - indicating that there had been infractions to his rules, and reminding us all that we were ruining Christmas.
My MOTHER responded by sending him rolls of wrapping paper. My Brother responded by complaining that he had to wrap all the gifts he had given as well as all the gifts he was getting - reply to the entire family.
Brother: Am I being unreasonable?
Me: You are.
Brother: I don't see how.
Me: No, you were a dick. That email was dickish. It pissed me off for 3 days.
Brother: I just don't see how...
Me: You were being Mom, only not as nice.
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Brother - reply all: Who sent these boxes? We did not get a tracking number for them!
My Dad responded: I sent them, the gifts are wrapped, there is another LARGE box coming to SIL from XYZ, they don't offer wrapping. Here is the order number.
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So the large box from XYZ came addressed to SIL, she opened it. Christmas was spoiled. Brother calls Dad.
Brother: Did you send the XYZ gift to my wife?
Dad: Yeah.
Brother: You didn't wrap it, email about it or send the tracking number.
Dad: I emailed you about it.
Brother: It didn't have the tracking number.
Dad: It had the tracking number.
Brother: Let me read you the email (reads email) see, it has the order number and not the tracking number.
Dad: .....
Brother: Wife opened it, it didn't have any invoice, and we just want to know who to thank. Did it come from you?
Dad: ...
Brother: Look, we just want to know who to thank....And to remind you all that you have to wrap the presents or email the tracking number.
Dad: I am terribly sorry I ruined Christmas. (Click)
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And that is why for 2012, we are getting my brother a box of coal. Unwrapped.
Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 24th
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Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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Dec 23rd
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Things I will not post
Photos of what was under and behind my appliances. At least I cleaned them after the delivery guys took the old appliances away. Also - Delivery Guy B - your joke about the new appliances not fitting WAS NOT FUNNY. It was not. At least the husband was in the other room.
Dec 23rd