Antics
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The Dino-Mite Gift Of Laughter
#3’s 13th birthday has come & gone, which now brings our house’s teenage total to THREE. We have some limited experience with teenagers because 3’s older sisters are now 16 and 15, but since 3 is also our oldest boy, this is a fairly new road for us. This year has already brought about changes that seemingly appeared overnight. #3 transformed from a gangly stick of a boy whose voice I’d mistake for his sister’s on the phone to a MAN. Seriously- puberty, y’all. The voice deepened, the daily showers, the newfound love for wrestling and all things warrior-like, and the hesitation in my husband’s step when #3 wanted to…
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Let’s Talk Turkey
Thanksgiving is almost here, so there’s lots of turkey talk. I’ll admit that never in my life have I had to cook an actual turkey,and that’s a fact that served me well in my discussion via text with my poor, unsuspecting mom this morning. I saw a few posts online about pranking your mother with a text about cooking a turkey in a microwave. Like this one on Buzzfeed, for example: Instagram: blessed.mess.jess / Via: Instagram.com You may have seen them, but if you haven’t, you should- they’re hilarious. There are a bunch of stressed-out moms out there, assuming that their kids (like myself) are far dumber than even they…
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S’now Better Time Than The Present
Today was the first snowfall here on Long Island, and it was sort of unexpected. Well, we knew we’d be getting something, but that something ended up being a few more inches than the dusting most people were anticipating. What I love about the news these days is the drama over weather. I’m not talking about the legit hurricanes & really dangerous stuff- I mean the naming of the… snow. This snowfall has a name, people. It’s Winter Storm Avery. Now granted, some areas are getting a lot more wind & snow from Avery than we are here. But back in my day, a snow storm wasn’t given a fancy name.…
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Lost In (Con)text
We attended a family reunion in PA this past weekend; while it was a fun time, the drive home that became the most memorable(?) part. This story is a hilarious cautionary tale of what not to do when you think you’re harassing your niece via text. It will also be evidence of how truly odd my family & I really are, because without us being so, there’d be no creepy screenshots. We spent the day with my mom’s side of the family at her aunt’s house, an annual occasion. My sister (she who shall be called Seester) and I were leaving at the same time. (That part will be key.) I was…
