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It’s finally spring! Flowers bursting into color, sun shining, a toad in my sprinkler system, and…because the trees are budding, I can’t breathe. I’ve actually had to resort to my hate-able rescue inhaler, copped my Singulair from the doctor, and…as usual…I have a gig. And I’m in a panic, hoping I will be able to [...]

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I would say I am not addictive by nature. I would also say that motherhood has completely shredded my attention span to the point where I can’t sit still during an entire program. I watch Dancing With the Stars on my DVR when I can, and then I can get up and dance with my [...]

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I must have watched the movie “Stand By Me” at least 20 times as a teenager. Coming of age movie, Stephen King, River Phoenix, Corey Feldman, Jerry O’ Connell as the “fat kid” (now grown up and married to a Victoria’s Secret model). It came on TV the other day…the leech part. I watched, and [...]

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OK, so I am a singer in a band. Drums (a mic in each) behind me, a bassist who plays harder as the night goes on, a guitarist who needs a 12-step program to stop turning up during the evening and a keyboard player who is competitive with all of them. One would think I [...]

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I’m beginning to feel some pressure, here.
Several of my son’s best friends in PreK have recently become big brothers and sisters, and Eddie is starting to feel left out, though he will never admit it when confronted directly, the sneak. Instead I get cryptic statements like “God hasn’t decided if you’re done having children yet.”
Nothing [...]

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Apparently the concept of “fat” has entered my five year old son’s awareness.
I blame myself.
He stretched out his Playdoh yesterday and asked me, “are skinny people stronger?” It seemed like a weird question. I answered, “Not necessarily. Muscular people are stronger.” Somewhere he had decided that skinny people were stronger than fat people. Now, I [...]

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In the middle of polishing off a package of hot cross buns (not uncommon at this time of year, don’t know how I manage not to weigh 500 pounds), I found myself stopping, and thinking, “Why am I doing this?” I wasn’t really hungry, my stomach hurt. I think the only reason I’d bought them [...]

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When I saw the movie The Joy Luck Club (yes, mom, I did read the book), one of the scenes sticks out in my mind. One of the women brings back a boyfriend who isn’t quite “with” the whole cultural difference thing, and her mother, who has doubtless been wringing her hands over this encounter, [...]

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After a lovely yet tiring day on the Valley Railroad’s Steam Train and riverboad ride, my son conked out in the back of the car. It had been perfect weather…cool air, sun, a little too much pollen (the engineer announced we were coming up to a “meadow”, but it was really a teeming field of [...]

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