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Archive for December, 2008

Post-Christmas Hangover

The post-Christmas hangover — rubbing your forehead, wondering what the heck you were thinking, gazing at the rubble around you.  Regrets abound, but hope bubbles up from your still-full stomach cavity.  Time to sit still and figure out if it was all worth it, in the end.  
A hangover, but not from any alcohol.  This [...]

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Getting Ready for Christmas

It comes without ribbons!  It came without tags!
It came without packages, boxes or bags!
So it was for Dr. Seuss’s Grinch, and so it is for us all. 
I am so not ready for Christmas.  As usual.
On the other hand, what does “being ready” mean?   Having no funds, I had little shopping.  I decorated as much [...]

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The Giving Tree

The other day, Mitzi jumps off the bus and bounds up the walk, clearly fired up about something. “Mommy,” she yells.  ”I need to open my piggy bank!”  Turns out her teacher reminded them of the school-wide program, Pennies for People, in which students bring in change or bills, all to be donated to a [...]

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Another WTF news story:
The Connecticut dad (an emergency room room physician who ought to know better), was not charged in the death of his son.  The 8-year-old boy killed himself in October with a 9-mm Micro Uzi (designed by the Israeli army to fire at an incredible rate of 1,700 rounds per minute) that his [...]

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This is my favorite news story of the day.  Dracut Mom in labor with baby number two gets ticket from grumpy cop because baby’s Dad was cruising in the breakdown lane.  (Check out Erica Noonan’s Globe blog on BoMoms for reader commentary — it was this post that alerted me to this article).
I love Massachusetts, [...]

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A big fall, a big reminder

Most of us parents go through life fearful of the might-bes, the things that could happen if we are not vigilant enough.  Most of us, though, do not dwell on these thoughts, because if we did we’d be sitting in a soft-edged hospital room where we could receive the help we needed.  We’d drive ourselves [...]

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