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My Yahoo mail account and I have been in an abusive relationship for 10 years now. It started out sweet, as most relationships do. He’d give me cute little emails from long lost high school friends. I’d save the emails and treasure them as if they were handwritten notes on Electric Youth [...]

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It started like this:
When Will was a kid he went to summer camp. While at summer camp he got to go sailing. Years and years later, he swore to me that sailing was the best THING EVER and he would never be happy unless he got a sailboat. Ok…not exactly in those [...]

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I soooo did not want to write this post today. And I’ve soooo been avoiding my own blog.
Not a good sign.
I’ve been writing this blog for two years now. Here’s the post I wrote on Mother’s Day two years ago. Read it. It’s cute.
Here’s the post I wrote last [...]

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It’s the end of day three of the worst diet ever, and I’ve lost five pounds. Damn you, evil, weight melting, bread denying, hateful diet. But OOOOH CHILD, five pounds in three days…I can handle Cobb Salad and bacon and sausage and eggs and cheese and whatever else the deceased Dr. Jerkkins throws [...]

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(You know you make me wanna shout.)
Here’s the part where I write about losing weight again. First, I must establish a few unequivocal truths in this conversation:
1. I do not have an unhealthy view of my body. If anything, I have a super unrealistic view of my body. Like size six [...]

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First, I had this idea three days ago. Will said it wasn’t funny enough to post.
Second, I saw THIS first thing this morning. Hmmph.
Third, I have nothing else to say here.
Pope lands in US, vows to fight clergy sex abuse

Plastic bottles could be hurting your babies

Impatient subway riders revolt in Chicago

Armed [...]

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People ask me all the time:
MC Khrysttsee, how did you become North Idaho’s indisputable dominant freestyle rapper?
I always tell them the truth, I was born to rock the mic with my ill rhymes. But becoming North Idaho’s sickest freestyle rapper wasn’t an ez task, yo. It took me years [...]

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When Will and I first moved to North Idaho in 2005, we were very aware of the ‘granolas.’ Granolas are the hippie types. The dreadlocked ones with their pot-smoking, dreadlocked babies slung to their backsides, the braless, shoeless ones, whose husbands have long mangy beards and a I’m-totally-not-digging-the-government aura about them. Oh, [...]

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I believe it was Mary Poppins who stated ‘A thing of beauty is a joy forever.’ To which I emphatically respond, ‘Amen sistah.’ And then Mary Poppins says, ‘Up to bed, spit spot.’ And then I say, ‘You’re not the boss of me, and ps I think you’re a witch. And [...]

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1. Gorge my belly on Dr. Peppers from Sonic.

2. Call my husband everyday.

3. Wake up promptly at 8:00 am, every morning.

4. Eat carne guisadas and kolaches.

5. Discourage Ava from singing spontaneous opera.

6. Dance with my friend named Leigh.

7. Get my hair cut into a lamentably high maintenance cut.

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