Yesterday, I decided enough was enough was enough. I needed to check the "get tree" item off my list. Since my husband was home from work in the afternoon, I took a lunch break, grabbed the kids at school pickup time and headed for Costco, where it was rumored that [...]


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I haven't written all that much about my ongoing saga to figure out what the heck is going on with my health. My doctor started me on thyroid pills - well, pill. Once a day. And so far so good with that. He also suspected I might' 



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A few years ago, I got this sign, and hung it in my hallway, where I walk past it 500 times a day. It never fails to make me smile, and I think that is exactly why it is in the perfect spot.
Over the last few years, our crappy assortment of stemware has slowly dwindled, broken glass by broken glass. I just returned from the grocery store with a bottle of Blanc de Noirs, in an attempt to, um, amend my pissy mood and, uh, close the romance gap