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That Starbucks

This is a post about the little things that we find to be big things. The older I get, the more I am amazed by the persistence of mundane, trivial aspects I remember from the chapters in my life. For instance, at my dad’s funeral, I remember my aunt giving me a small bottle of […]

Remember the Time…Wild Card Volume II

Happy Monday, nostalgiphiles! Is it OK if I call you that? Is there a preexisting word that describes partakers in the realm of throwback? Please tell me there is because my ability to coin terms is obviously not the biggest thing I have going right now. We wouldn’t want Kelly to have to take me […]

Why Horses Scare Me: Redux

My mom is here visiting this week and I don’t have a lot of time to write, so I am trotting out a super old post about my fear of horses that I wrote a couple years ago. I only mention this because I reference pregnancy and not being a parent in the post, and […]

Remember the Time…we got really scared?

You had to have seen this one coming. It’s October, and the stores that know what’s up are stocked with candy and costumes that make even the most innocent objects sultry (sexy paperclip, anyone?). Some stores are already getting ready for Christmas, but this is not the blog that you need to be reading if […]

Losin’ It to Celine Dion

Given the ubiquity of wide-legged jeans that I owned in high school, it may come as a surprise that my first concert was not the traditional rocking fare. REM came to my town when I was in eighth grade, but their show was on a school night so I wouldn’t be attending per the (fairly […]

Remember the Time…we went to that concert?

Let me start this by giving a tremendous shout out to all the awesome folks who contributed to Remember the Time last week! Each time Kelly and I checked the Inlinkz widget to read your posts, it seemed like they were breeding. One post, two posts, all the way to fifteen posts! Some were funny, […]

School Photos Ruin Lives: A PSA

I know a thing or two about babies. For instance, one cannot simply put them to bed. You can’t just be all, “There are clean towels in the closet and help yourself to whatever’s in the fridge” when you put them down for their first night in your home. I tried. One must jiggle them […]

Remember the Time…we had picture day?

Was there anything better than getting your picture made at school when you were growing up? Ugh, let me rephrase that, as there are at least 564,865,847,979,084 things better than having your photo taken by a smarmy old man who only hates wearing matching clothing more than he hates the kids he’s snapping. Dental work […]

Baby, You Can Crash My Car

It is written in The Annals of Teen that one’s first car must be a sexy beast*. ┬áMy first car fit this definition to a tee. It was a 1981 dark brown diesel Mercedes that already had 300,000 miles on it when my dad picked it up for me for a grand. It weighed no […]

Remember the Time…we carpooled?

Some bad news and some good news for you this Monday. What would you like first? The bad news? Good, me too. Let’s yank that Band-Aid off real quick. I’m bummed to tell you today that my right-hand lady Ashley of Zebra Garden is going to be taking a longterm hiatus from blogging and Remember […]