Category Archives: Navel Gazing (and I Don’t Mean Oranges)

Mary Speaks

I’ve always disliked that song “Mary Did You Know” (sorry if you love it!) It plays this time of year on repeat, and I switch the channel whenever I hear it.  This is partly because it is pretty cheesy (see … Continue reading

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Three Day Weekend

My birthday tends to fall on Labor Day Weekend every year.  (My younger sister’s lands on Memorial Day weekend -together, our birthdays bookend the summer).  Back in the old school days, I was always the very youngest in the class. … Continue reading

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Robin Fly

I grabbed the Economist out of the mail today and flipped quickly to the obituary, like I usually do, and wondered who would be the subject next week, next month.  Who is alive right now who will not be when … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Meal Planning

A rare morning that Liam has not drifted down the stairs at 5:30 am to cuddle with us, and so of course I’m up at that time anyway.  Craig is nestled in with me – he cried for me at … Continue reading

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HHI is Bad for My Happiness

I find it’s easier to be frugal when I avoid shopping malls, shopping catalogs, shopping websites, and (most of all) Target, the place where willpower goes to die.  (Seriously what is up with Target?  It’s like the consumerist tempting sorcerer … Continue reading

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