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As someone who–for nearly a decade–was an expert in unhappiness, I’m learning what makes living with flair so important. At our worst, we become deeply
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As someone who–for nearly a decade–was an expert in unhappiness, I’m learning what makes living with flair so important. At our worst, we become deeply
Today I hugged Anthony the Cashier. I’m at the grocery store, and I spy Anthony. He doesn’t look so happy. I found out last week
Yesterday, a message in a bottle arrived in my mailbox (complete with postage, sand and shells from the beach, and a scroll). Apparently, you can
Last night I brought my favorite game (Scrabble) to a swank wine and cheese party. All the women looked like they just came from the
There’s just too much to do. That’s the problem today. Most people have a threshold. They can balance just so many plates in the air,
Early this morning, as the rain drizzles down, I drive across town to a ballet studio. I’ve never in my life been anywhere near a
You have to write it in your own handwriting. And you have to hide it for the person to find later (when they least expect
Late last night, I get out the bucket and the mop. I mop my kitchen floor. It’s nearly 10:00 PM. I fume that no
In the middle of the night, my daughter finds me and asks: “Mom, is it true that moose are going extinct?” The question has her
For the first time in 9 years, I’m going to have space. Space and time. Both my daughters will attend elementary school from 8:30-3:00 PM.