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Two weeks ago, I abruptly went off the caffeine. Two days after that, I realized that raging withdrawal headaches were not going to be good for my marriage, friendships, blogging, year-end tax information gathering and reporting, property managing, mothering, bootcamping, simultaneous sudden reversal of anti-volunteering, bookkeeping, or housecleaning. To name a few.

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It Is No Wonder The Husband Likes To Take Me Places All The Time

New Year’s Eve 2006, The Other Valley Girl and I were looking super hot on account of our super hotty hotness. Also on account of a $3 investment in our comehitherability:

By the time we had those on, there was as much glue on our lids as . . . → Read More: It Is No Wonder The Husband Likes To Take Me Places All The Time

“Other Such: Shelbyville” Rerun (OS:S in the E-T on the 2/6)

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What I Mean When I Tell The Husband “Mom’s Night Out is a Necessity”

Mom’s Night Out: some months, quite possibly the only thing that keeps me on the side of the camera that says hiking across two parking lots at 10:00 pm, to McDonald’s, in my pink bathrobe, is really not acceptable.

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Wherein I Tie Together Pregnancy and Diet Coke, Then Divide Them, After Which We All Suffer a Cranky Week-or-So Together

I’m trying not to obsess about things I cannot control. Guess what I’m failing at lately?

Yeah.

The one I fight off the most: pregnancy. It’s exhausting, all the wondering and planning and worrying and hoping and being disappointed and regrouping. Sometimes it requires a very conscious effort to . . . → Read More: Wherein I Tie Together Pregnancy and Diet Coke, Then Divide Them, After Which We All Suffer a Cranky Week-or-So Together

The Crockpot–Part Two: BBQ Beef Shortribs

If you’re ever going to try something with your crockpot, this is the thing to try. Unless you don’t like easy deliciousness. If you’re anti-easy-deliciousness, then please, do not do this, you will hate it. In fact, just stop reading now.

The basis for the recipe comes from here. All . . . → Read More: The Crockpot–Part Two: BBQ Beef Shortribs

Bonding with The Crockpot–Part One (Green Chile Shredded Beef)

Last week I solicited crockpot ideas from a variety of sources and am happy to report that the suggestions received were delicious. And? Easy. And? Three are totally worth repeating. Over and over. I’m going to share those with you this week. So you can repeat them. Over and over.

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In a Word

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Part of Me Still Wondering: What Was She Going To Say?

Moments later, she washed her mouth out with that soap. Then put herself in timeout. Then sent herself to her room until she could regain some composure. Whereupon she fell asleep.

Sometimes, motherhood is just a matter of standing back and watching it all unfold.

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Juxtaposition

I’ve spent the better part of the last 36 hours dressed in layers, under a blanket, in front of the fire, sitting on a heating pad. And I’m still cold.

She has spent the same 36 hours mostly stripped down to her undies, rejecting blankets, complaining when she’s next to . . . → Read More: Juxtaposition