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On Friday afternoon, I returned home from work to find an enormous box on my front step. I ripped into it, and found a birthday present sent from none other than my favorite Greta in the whole world. It started with a birthday card that played “Mmm Bop” when I opened it (she knows me…

This cannot be good.

It’s finally here: 08.08.08. How cute. If I were the marrying kind, perhaps I would choose to have a wedding on this oh-so-memorable date. But you know, I’ve always loved October. Maybe I should shoot for a wedding on 10.10.10. It’s a Sunday. Consider this my save the date – groom to be interpolated later….

When I was in Kansas City last weekend, I confessed to my mom that I am really angry with someone. Really mad. I am harboring some strong unforgiveness toward this person for wronging me – and trust me, I was wronged. This person did some sloppy things, and I was the recipient of the mud-to-the-face….

If you believe that I have already covered the topic of the Nashville heat to satisfaction, that I have fulfilled my word quota on the subject, that I couldn’t possibly have more to say about living in the never-ending doldrums of sultry torment… THINK AGAIN. There is no insulation in the walls of my home,…

My head is in a vice. I am so tired that coffee doesn’t even taste good. I stare blankly at the contents of my big red bag – wallet, calendar, book, chapstick, mail, sunglasses, gum – wondering what I should do. “You should balance your checkbook.” “I can’t.” “You should look at your to-do list.”…

Dear Self, You’ve made it to your 26th birthday without winding up dead, pregnant, or in jail – congratulations! As your friend Joel once told you, and you have now adopted as your occasional motto, “It could be worse.” Ah, the negative spin on a positive idea… you have always excelled at such sentiments. So…

I knew I could count on you. The music suggestions that you gave me this past week have succeeded in breaking me out of my same ol’ same ol’ playlists, and expanded my musical horizons. I have been stretched, I have been grown, I have been challenged, and for this, I thank you. I also…

Gentlemen, for weathering yesterday’s post, you are nothing short of saints. You steered clear of the comment board (good call), and surely felt a bit disturbed by the festival of estrogen emblazoned across Maundering Pondering. Well, guess what? This blog’s for you. I would like to talk about Batman. For nearly 26 years, I have…

Searching high and low For one to keep me lifted I’m brassiere shopping White is so boring But practical and useful When it comes to bras No black negligee Or polka-dot straps for me Just a simple one Remember the time When my underwire popped up At the grocery store? My only white bra Is…