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And the winner of the hardcover copy of Ally Condie’s CROSSED is… CHARETTE! I’ve sent her an email to tell her about it, and then I’ll send the copy, and then there’s about to be much rejoicing at the Charette household. — And now, for your reading pleasure, I’d like to give you one of...
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Category Archives: ironyI know, right? It’s a new year, and I’m already trampling all over my Exclamation Point Embargo. Hey, you know what? If a girl can’t throw down a few exclamation points, what’s the point of anything? Okay. Sorry. I got carried away. But it IS, in fact, the sort-of-beginning of a new year, the Kids... I’ve heard. Rumors, you know. I chose not to believe them. But I saw it today. With my own eyes. Pleated jeans. In the store. On a hanger, facing front, for all the world to see. As if there was no shame in it. Oh, the humanity. — Don’t do it, people. Trust me. I... Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha. Mother Nature is absolutely having a joke with me. It is snowing. Right now. Big, fat, wet flakes that are covering my tulips like white stocking caps. Isn’t that hysterical? Snow is sticking to the grass. And the sidewalk. And the road. And the roofs. And my soul. (Just... I’ve read quite a bit lately about this phenomenon of thinking – and I’m way too lazy to link to any of it. Sorry. A little. But here’s the Becca version-distillation of the thing – some people live in the “If Only” world. If only I were lovely. If only I were brilliant. If only... Are you there? If you are, we need to talk. No, not really. Only I need to talk. You need to listen. Are you listening, NWS? You promised. You said. You guaranteed me the snowstorm of the century. You used the word Blizzard. — You lied. — There was a teeeeeny bit of snow. A... Oh. Did you notice? School is back in. At least around here. And today, although not exactly being on schedule, I had all my kids in school. All the time. All four. Oh, yeah. So besides the quick-and-early trip over the mountain to pick up Husband’s car (which has a very nice new water pump... So I’m going to go ahead and blog about clothes. Stop laughing. I mean it. Stop. I like clothes. I do. They certainly beat the alternative. (I know, right?) But fashion? I don’t get it. Even little-kid fashion. In fact, I was in Macy’s yesterday with all four Kids, and I had gag-reflex issues with... |