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Runs with Scissors Seeks Doesn’t Play Well with Others and Doesn’t Use her Inside Voice for Conversation, Laughter, and Good Times

Yesterday I spent nearly the whole day writing. I wrote my heart and soul out. Onto pieces of lined school paper (narrow-ruled, of course). Two letters. One to my love Trey*, who is no longer speaking to me. One to … Continue reading

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Rockin’ my “I-Don’t-Give-a-Damn” Tutu

Sometimes I wonder what I have done with my time. I seem, at times,  to exist in an alternate universe or on two planes at once, and I never really know what I’m doing on either one. Time passes quickly … Continue reading

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State of the Union, Isle of Tam, April 2011

Do you know, so many people click on my blog posts to find out how to use the female condom (they search for women’s condom), I feel like I need to use part of this blog post as a public … Continue reading

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Taming the Transitional Tornado

Spring makes me restless. I want to plant, I want to travel, I want to leave winter behind. The weather is not cooperating–it’s cold here. My finances are tethering me. I need to get creative. I feel like the dust … Continue reading

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Skipping on Over to the Far Side, Where Life is Good

My sense of humor is beginning to return. That’s a really good thing. I never completely lost it, but it kind of lost its luster for a while. I’ve always had an offbeat sense of humor, and I believe I’m … Continue reading

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News Flash! Silkies and Happiness Come to Roost When You Give Them an Inviting Habitation

There’s a fairy tale you may have heard, and the protagonists are ghosts called Silkies. It’s an Irish tale, and I wish so much it were true. As the story goes, Silkies will come and haunt your house and do … Continue reading

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Faith, Fairness, and the Mysterious Mating Habits of Humans

Sunday evening was a lovely time when I was young. We had our main meal at noon after church–usually pot roast, roasted potatoes, a rich onion gravy, and some type of vegetables. Come evening we had family time. We watched … Continue reading

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My Private Tsunami

I’m thinking about careers in which being argumentative is a plus. There are always the day show host slots–bringing people on to television and having them duke out their problems physically or verbally. There’s always the legal profession, of course. … Continue reading

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Shades of Blue and Grey

I was waiting today at the offices at PHS, and there were only ancient magazines to read. I can’t stand all the celebrity hype, so there was no way I was going to read two-year-old People magazines. I picked up … Continue reading

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Girl, Get Yourself some Ribs and some Ice Cream, because You Have Been Dumped

My really wonderful relationship with a really great guy has turned really awful. Some how or another, it’s become one-sided, and rather than sitting here pondering if it was something I did, something wrong with me, I’m trying to turn … Continue reading

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