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We took three cats to be spayed and neutered last week at the local vet's office. Yes, three is excessive, but they were all adopted strays. We didn't set out to require reproductive surgery for three simultaneously. It just happened, which is better than three unexpected litters of kittens. On the day we were supposed... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, my filter is broken and words just fly out of my mouth, like projectile vomit, long before my moral compass has a chance to register. You’re probably thinking that I’m exaggerating. After all, my word choice here is pretty precise and constructive. But remember, there is a process to writing. In the planning and preparing stage,... Continue Reading →
His warm, squishy body fits into mine as if we are one. I'd read whichever books he chose, stealing a quick inhale of his blonde curls as my reward. Phillip devoured these moments. Just the two of us, my attention completely on him. Generally, we'd read the types of books he preferred, like encyclopedias, science... Continue Reading →
If I had to describe my childhood Christmases in one word, it would easily be excessive. Not because our family was rich by any means, but because my mother went overboard every single year, largely, I think, because she couldn't afford to buy us much throughout the rest of the year. She was overcompensating. Growing... Continue Reading →
I don't know where all the snot comes from. One minute you're chugging along, feeling proud that you have your Christmas cards addressed, and the next, you're blowing your nose every ten minutes, wondering how in the crap your body instantly manufactures so much yellow mucus. It may be the only process my body does... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 