food
Years and years ago my mother gave me a recipe book for Christmas. It is bound in a 3 ring binder with protective plastic sheets housing each page. Each page is printed with an entertaining little cartoon and each recipe is printed in Comic Sans. Sigh. Yes. Comic Sans. This
babble
I washed my face that night. I took out my contacts, brushed my teeth and washed my face before I crawled into bed. But the night still left its mark on me. Sometimes things go right. They go so incredibly right that you float through the moments, minutes, hours and
babble
The thermostat is off. The furnace sits inactive. Because it's June. But as I roll over in my bed and open my eyes to my sleepy morning the air slips between my sheets. Brushes against my body. A shiver. And the tiny bumps raise on my arms. My
babble
Remember the days before caller ID? When you could be all emo and sulky and really need to hear the sound of someones voice with no question and no explanation. You could just call them and hang up. Even after hearing that questioning. That longing sadness in their "Hello?
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Of all the sentiments humans have learned to express through words, love and longing may be the ones to which the most time has been committed. Love notes. Songs. Poems. Tales of woe are often the flip side of a tale of love. And then you have your chick flicks.
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I don't know how old I was when I realized that my dad's name is Bob because even after I knew that to be true there seemed no reason to say it. To all the world he was Bob. Well, there were a few people who
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Four letter words get a bad wrap. Head. Duck. Beer. Mush. Blog. All fine perfectly respectable words. All containing four letters. No more. No less. Yet four letter words have a well known reputation for being bad. Nasty. Dirty. Wrong. Baby is a four letter word. As is word, love,
babble
Words are funny little things. From "I" to "Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilico-volcanoconiosis" each word has meaning alone and within the context it's used. Sometimes they're used to communicate information. Sometimes they're used to raise people up. Sometimes they're used to tear
babble
Sometimes it's the little things, you know? A new crack in your laptop case. The ice-cream scoop breaking apart as you're scraping up a spoonful. Your phone rebooting (or not booting) all on its own. Or maybe a giant hole in the thigh of your favorite
family
Twenty or so years ago my parents went on a trip to New Orleans. I think my dad was working. He traveled a lot back then so we all learned to make the best of it. Every once in a while the "best of it" meant a little
toonlet
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I've made no secret of my feelings for the movies di$ney puts out for kids. I love the fun of it. That you can get lost in their animation, songs and characters is a good thing. They managed to hook you. Pull you into the story and