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true meaning of christmas

Report: NationĂ¢??s Wealthy Cruelly Deprived Of True Meaning Of Christmas The Husband found this video on The Onion, which you may already know as one of the most widely-read satirical publications online or in print. Like Jon Stewart on the Daily Show, they often tell more truth through their parody than the newspapers.

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Lincoln’s man purse

The other day I pulled some documents out of my slim, black, laptop-only carrying case and was surprised by the Maker’s delighted exclamation, “Just like Abe Lincoln’s hat!” Rather than look like an utterly unschooled idiot, I kept my peace and googled it as soon as he left the room. It’s true! Abe Lincoln stored […]

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tragedy

You know all those people whose well-insured million-dollar houses burned down in California? The Husband and I were commenting on the media people who kept referring to the loss of these houses as a “tragedy” (links too numerous to list here). NPR aired a long story about a writer guy who “braved the flames” of […]

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My Dad is in a Fake Rock Band

Ice: Dad, your band’s not a real band, is it? Dad: What do you mean? Ice: Well, real bands play their own music and your band only plays other people’s music. Dad: That’s true. We’re what you call a cover band. That means we mostly play songs that other people have already made famous. Ice: […]

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from explorers to lumpers

Reading back over the post below I realize that not only are kids often open-minded/mouthed culinary explorers when they are tiny and notoriously picky eaters as they grow up, but there’s another thing. The world is varied and wonderful about the same time they are doing their culinary exploration, but once they get older, all […]

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Great Mysteries of the World

Here’s what’s weird. When your kids are little, they will eat any kind of garbage in the world. But when they get bigger they get hyper-picky. The Ice is famous for having found a way to eat cat food no matter where I hid it. Hey, it was crunchy and kid-sized, and often could be […]

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And I Passed!

Seven a.m., Sunday morning. A freshly-minted seven-year-old tiptoes into my bedroom and hands me an inflated balloon the size of a basketball, whispering (so as not to wake me), “Mom? Can you tie this for me?” I wish I had a video of this moment. It was a true test of my parenting skillz.

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a runner’s toast

Some days were just made for a great run. There’s just nothing better than running in a warm gentle rain. When I set out, the sun was bright and the clouds were gorgeous. No distractions, no worries, no thoughts racing around my head. Bad Lisa did not even make a compulsory grumble. About one and […]

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