For Christmas we bought our younger daughter a pet. Yes, I know. Pets are NOT gifts. Gifts are things you can exchange, or forget about, or give to Goodwill next week. Pets as presents? CRAZY TALK.
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Haters Gonna Hate. And Writers Gonna Write. About ELECTIONS.
Yesterday was Election Day. And like many American holidays, Election Day has become quite the commercial affair.
Shit Happens, or Why I Love Derby Lite
As someone who’s spent the better part of a decade trying to reconcile herself to a chronic disease, I know all too well you can be miserable, or you can accept, adapt, and move on. Shit happens. Whether good or bad, it’s life. And life is what you make it.
Four years ago I told the world: I want to be a roller girl. I declared my intent, as well as my fear, and I owned it. Although some initially scoffed, most readers said GO FOR IT! Last fall, I finally strapped 8 wheels to my feet and rolled out of my comfort zone.
Beards and Other Highlights of 2012
If you wrote a post about what you’d accomplished in the past year, would it begin with your spouse’s facial hair? ME TOO!
C is for …
Last night at dinner, while other families were conversing about art and politics, my family and I were discussing our favorite letters. And like many other Sesame Street topics of conversation, it was polarizing. My daughters and I all (of course) chose the first letters of our names as our favorites. Mine being C. But just because C is for Christy doesn’t mean I’m biased solely because of THAT.