Kenny Rogers was Right

Inexplicably, one of my favourite songs is Kenny Rogers’ “The Gambler.” I heard it for the first time when I was about 11 years old. I love knowing the lyrics to songs, and I memorized that sucker right away and have been singing it under my breath for the past 20 years. Let me tell […]

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I Could Never be Married to Me

I’m not a moron… But I’ve had some bad ideas in my day. We’re talking real stinkers. For example: I planned our honeymoon to include two nights in the jungle in Borneo, forgetting my crippling fear of nature, which extends all the way to very large flowers. And which definitely includes poisonous snakes. I spent […]

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Painting the Town Beige

“Wait, let me put on my non-nursing bra!” I said to Nina and my husband. Nina is our hot, childless friend who came to visit us in Madrid. My parents were also visiting and had offered to stay with the baby so we could go out for the evening. Nina currently lives in Paris and […]

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New things are hard. Wine helps.

“Just effing do it,” she told me. “Stop over thinking about writing and just write.” Mary is a social media maven who has had enough of my crap. She knows I’ve been thinking about corralling my ramblings into a blog for a long time. She also knows the reasons I have put it off: Fear of […]

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