Hooker Street

Business trips

A few days ago, I took Toad on a walk around the block (as far as she can go). It’s good for her to have the illusion of adventure. On this particular stroll, she stopped to do her business; Becca calls these walks her “business trips.”  And because I am a responsible pet-owner, I had…

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Home again, home again

I know that you’ve all been racked with anxiety since I announced that we might soon be living underneath a bridge. You’ve probably lost sleep, your hair, and your minds from the stress of it all. But worry no more, good friends and countrymen: we found a house. A HOUSE. A stand-alone structure. Do you…

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Which is Spanish for “Fluffy”

We live in a predominantly Hispanic area, and I love the kids who live a few doors down from us.  They’re always outside running around in the yard, yelling to each other in Spanish – yet effortlessly switch to English when I walk past. The other day, I was passing by with the dogs when…

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Hooker House #2

Waaaaay back in July, I gave you a glimpse of our home with Hooker House #1.  Then I never showed you anything else. We have less than three months left in our lease, and due to several less-than-ideal situations, April 30 cannot come soon enough.  We will move to a place with a fenced-in yard,…

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Runaway train/bus/thoughts

These days, life is like a runaway train.  It’s like that movie “Unstoppable,” except – spoiler alert! – that train actually stopped.  It’s not still barreling out of control through Pennsylvania.  Not that I’m barreling out of control through Pennsylvania, either, but… Okay.  Analogy over. All I’m saying is that life has been busy and full,…

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New year, new job, new life

Do you miss me the way that I miss you? Because I miss you. I didn’t mean to stop blogging.  But for me, “stopping blogging” is a lot like “starting eating” – if I don’t pay attention, it just happens.  And then it’s been days, and then weeks, and I’m a wreck, moaning about how…

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No stranger to this

I thought that having the Honda stolen twice was more than my fair share, but apparently not. I WILL say that I’m laughing pretty hard about this, though.  I mean, come on.

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Spatula tricks

So there I was, minding my own business, when I heard a ruckus.  I walked out of the office to find Gabe darting from the kitchen to the living room – never a good sign. I walked into the kitchen and found… this: Oh, how’s that? you ask?  Here, let me give you a better…

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Inherited

Next week, my mom is moving to Kansas City.  While this is definitely a good decision for her, selfishly, it’s hard on my heart.  I moved to Colorado to be closer to my parents, and starting next week, neither of them will live here anymore.  This brings up all sorts of questions and emotions for…

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Damn, girl.

Before you hear this little story, there are two things you should know. 1) My sister Becca is definitely a looker: funky and darling and adorable.  She has a heart-shaped face and a great figure and awesome hair.  It’s never a surprise when a dude finds her attractive. 2) Sloan’s Lake, our new neighborhood, is……

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