Monday, December 20, 2004
I always put a lot of thought into the mix CDs that I make for friends, sometimes playing with a big selection of songs and then whittling down the contenders and messing with song orders. I’m certain that if I put this much energy into my actual writing that I would be easily on my […]
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Sunday, December 19, 2004
I want to share something with you that will undoubtedly leave you horrified and give you nightmares and it is this: it is currently 1 degree here right now as I am typing this. A degree. That’s it. And that’s not even wind chill. The windchill threatens to set us into the next ice age. […]
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Sunday, December 19, 2004
On Friday afternoon, I made a proclamation that we would spend the evening wrapping presents and watching something Christmasy. Instead, I worked on the Holiday Card Exchange stuff, because my goodness, I always think it won’t take as much time or funds as it actually does. And then I compound the mess by deciding to […]
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Friday, December 17, 2004
I am using a vacation day today to try to catch up on my craziness and also because I have several days to use up before the end of the year. As it turned out, it was a good thing that I picked today, because Esteban was coughing all night. The man does nothing in […]
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Thursday, December 16, 2004
I tied a cheery red bow around our lamppost (I have been too busy to put the lights on the stinky bush or the garlands on the porch and around the door) but a few mornings ago, I realized that it is MIA. There were crazily strong wind gusts during the early half of the […]
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Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Esteban is terribly sick today. Two nights ago, he woke me up to inform me that he was sorry that he kept getting in and out of bed, but he had horrible gut cramps and had to keep running to the bathroom. My response was a sympathetic ‘mssssrrrrthgm’ because I am not coherent until I’ve […]
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Tuesday, December 14, 2004
One of my friends forgot a friend’s birthday. I suggested that he offer her oral sex. Because man, who cares about someone missing their birthday if they can get some oral sex. Wouldn’t she be like “Um, what birthday?” That’s like Christmas in your crotch, right there! He didn’t think it was a good idea […]
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Monday, December 13, 2004
On Sunday, I spent the entire day in front of my computer, except for leaving briefly to get some coffee at Starbucks and also after I sent editorial questions to the writer of my freelance project, I took a break to take my niece Abigail shopping for my sister’s birthday. That, by the way, was […]
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Sunday, December 12, 2004
I woke up early on Saturday morning. Esteban was sleeping on his back, snoring, which I can usually tune out, but also kicking his right leg every minute or so. FYI: it takes me about forty-five seconds to fall back asleep. I’d just resume my dream (in which I was wearing Ryan Atwood’s armband and […]
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Sunday, December 12, 2004
On Friday night, Esteban had his Dorkathalon, so I decided that I’d try to make headway on my non-gift card shopping. I made the drive to Appleton, feeling stress even on the drive down. The other drivers were insane, hogging both lanes of the highway going five miles under. I was starting to talk at […]
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