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Interruption

Interruption

I am not one to chat it up on my cell phone while casually walking around a store. First, I think it is rude to yammer on in public. Second, it is distracting, and I can't remember items that I need to purchase. Plus, it's 2019, I prefer to text. Anyway, the people in...

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Perception

Perception

The only way to describe this week would be to say it was cloudy with a 100 percent chance of a shit storm. However, the last two days have been quiet. (Knock on wood). The dogs are stable and my mother seems to be acclimating to her new caregiver - you know - the one...

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The Lottery

The Lottery

Let me be perfectly honest when I say that I dreaded yesterday. I woke up convinced that the situation with my mother was hopeless. That I was preparing for the battle of the century with my 88-year old madre. The agency was sending a woman over who would be with her...

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The Call

The Call

You know, I have gotten calls about my kids. The ones where you are asked to pick them up because they are sick or there is an issue to be addressed. Never thought that I would get one regarding my mother. However, in regards to her, I should always prepare for the...

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Two Words

Two Words

Friends, I have two words for you....chicken strips. Those two words were among other items on a list given to my spouse for his trip to the promised land aka Costco. Those chicken strips are an excellent source of protein and I love to have them, on occasion, for...

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Rogue

Rogue

My experience dictates that when I am on an emotional overload, I look to food as a comforting tool. I am not one of those asshats that "loses" their appetites when stressed or sad. Nope. I like to seek out food that will make me forget. Even if it is just for a...

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Tablespoon of Humor

Tablespoon of Humor

This week has been heavy with emotion, so it has been important for me to find the humor. I mean, if I don't laugh, I will simply melt into a puddle of despair. Let's chat about diapers for dogs. Both of my Bassets are experiencing various levels of sickness. Because...

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The Pocket

The Pocket

This week is twisty. At any moment, there seems to be another soul-sucking revelation. First, it was Presley, my 15-year old Basset who we are keeping comfortable as she approaches her final days. And while we contend with that, our vet is now testing our other...

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A Thing

A Thing

I did a thing yesterday. Okay, I did many things, but the biggest thing, was sending my first fifty pages off to the literary agents. It. Was. Amazing. As I pressed send, I felt a sense of relief. Grateful that I actually finished what I started but, most importantly,...

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Despite

Despite

Is it already Monday? Sigh. We had a great weekend despite the heaviness that resides in my heart. Between Presley, (my 15 year old Basset who is currently being treated for a neurological disorder), to some other unknowns swirling, I am ready for a pause button. We...

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