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Thursday October 20, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basEarlier this month was Canadian Thanksgiving. And even though I live in the US and I’m as proud as Toby Keith to be an American, I spent some time being thankful. Not only because my coworkers and I took the opportunity to partake in turkey and side dishes and share what we’re most thankful for from Canada (three guesses what I voted for), but because my BFFAEAEAE (best friend forever and ever...
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Thursday October 13, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basThere are a lot of places I don’t like. Gas stations, for example. The bathroom at my boyfriend’s house where I once faced down a centipede the size of my hand. The locker room at my gym.
But of all the places in the world, The Present Moment is the hardest one for me to be in. Not because there’s anything wrong with now, but because I’m the kind of woman who practices near-constant mental...
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Thursday October 6, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basAs you may remember, I recently pledged to stop being such a moron with my money. I also recently started noticing how many things have crowded my closet(s).
Multiple pairs of nearly-identical boots. Boxes and boxes of costume jewelry. Dresses that still have tags on them. A pile of leggings with holes in unfortunate places. Nothing is excessively expensive, it’s just all... excessive.
And yet,...
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Thursday September 29, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basWith the exception of the whole 9 month pregnancy thing, most women don't get to gently dip a toe into the waters of motherhood.
But most women aren't me-- the kind of woman who kind of sort of forgets her commitment to watching her darling niece and nephew for two nights while their parents go on a nice, grown-ups only vacation.
Which is how I found myself in the unlikely role of working,...
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Thursday September 22, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basBecause we are businesswomen, my friends and I will meet up after work to go for walks. This is a very Midwestern thing to do. You talk and you walk just enough to trick yourself into thinking you’ve exercised without breaking a sweat.
One of my walking buddies is married, nearing 30, and suffering from an acute case of Baby Rabies.
“Look,” she’d say at every passing stroller on our last...
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Tuesday September 13, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basForget about summer, fall is where it’s at. Who needs heat, humidity, and wrinkled cotton dresses betraying your sweaty armpits when there are wooly sweaters, broken-in riding boots, and glorious layers to hide your body’s imperfections? But the magic of fall is in more than just the wardrobe change--the end of summer will forever signify the magic of Back To School.
While some kids dreaded the...
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Thursday September 1, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basI love surprises.
I’m not talking about the Lexus-with-a-bow-on-it-in-the-driveway kind of surprise (although as a deluded teenager I kind of thought I might get one on my 16th birthday even though I didn’t even have a driver’s license yet): I’m talking about the little surprises in life.
Surprises like finding a dollar in your winter coat pocket when you finally bring it out of storage, or...
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Thursday August 18, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basI’m writing this cross-legged on the couch with a half-eaten plate of chicken and caprese salad in front of me, waiting for my deep conditioner to soak in, watching Harry Potter And The Order Of The Phoenix, and listening to my boyfriend tell me about his soccer game.
As the zillion open tabs on my browser window betrays, I’m also looking up ideas for his tiny kitchen, checking my email,...
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Thursday August 11, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basI was 18 when my mother removed herself as the co-signer on my checking account. It was five days before I left for college and she handed me my checkbook like she was handing me a set of keys to a secret treasure chest.
"Nora, she said, "you are now in control of your financial destiny. Use this wisely."
And yes, she paused that dramatically because that is how she likes to speak during important...
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Thursday August 4, 2011
Pour lire cet article en français, voir plus basOn Monday evenings, I play in a recreational adult kickball league. For some reason, our team is in a competitive bracket. Yes, a competitive bracket of adults who play kickball.
This means that on a weekly basis, we get our asses kicked by groups of (mainly) guys who were probably picked last in gym class growing up. Whatever they wanted to prove in 5th grade, they’re proving after work on the...
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