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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

The Wish

When my son was three years old, he was obsessed with the Incredible Hulk. One evening my in-laws went to him to the park. While there, they happened upon a wishing well. My mother-in-law gave him a quarter and explained the tradition of throwing the coin in the well and making a wish. So he made... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 18, 2007

Where Have All the Good Times Gone?

As I sit here and ponder where my sex drive has gone, I reflect. I think back to a time of wild, passionate love-making and I see a much younger version of myself in the starring role. I wonder, what on earth has happened to me? Have I maxed out my sex life – hit my limit and now it is all over? Or... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 16, 2007

Who's the Dum Dum?

What started out as an ordinary night at home preparing for bed turned into an event I'll never forget. I laugh with family and friends as the story is told and take the ribbing; but I still catch my breath and know that in seconds, all could have been different. I was home alone with my two boys:... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

My Child's Dictionary

Boobies (n) a distinctively shaped and marked floatation device, sometimes carrying a signal or signals, anchored to mark a channel, anchorage, navigational hazard, etc., or to provide a mooring place away from the shore. In other words a buoy. Origin: My son J Ibbies (n) Breast, Boobs etc. Origin:... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

So I am Afraid of Flying

So I am afraid of flying. I admit it; I am a fear flyer (as opposed to a frequent one). I don’t rack up frequent flyer miles; I rack up repeated toilet trip sprints. I didn’t always have this problem. Once I was a brave traveler, going to Seattle and New York City by myself. I even knitted going to... Sign in to see full entry.

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I do some crazy things. I am that person who unintentionally says the most inappropriate things at the worst possible times. This blog is dedicated to my crazy mishaps and all the humor I find in the chaos around me. It really has nothing at all to do with Martinis, except that I usually find myself needing one at the end of the day.

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