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Winter weary

Here’s the story… It’s April 20th and it’s still snowing in my neck of the woods. Not flurries, but measurable S.N.O.W. Enough snow that school was delayed.  Enough snow to cover the green spring grass.  Enough snow that the animals said screw this sh*t and wouldn’t come out of the barn today. April has been a…

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The icy grip of Mother Nature

Nor’easter #3 brought frigid temperatures and high winds, but thankfully, only about eight inches of snow this time.  Schools once again closed and the plows spent most of the day running back and forth along the roads clearing the snow drifts.  Since it’s no use trying to fight Mother Nature, I decided to embrace the…

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Phil, you’re an a**hole

After weeks and weeks of subzero temperatures, ice, sleet and howling snowstorms, we all had our fingers crossed that Mr. Punxsutawney Phil would give us hope with his annual prognostication. Instead, that nefarious rodent dashed all our early spring dreams and handed down a sentence of another six weeks of winter.  And to ensure his…

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BRAmageddon Part III – Busty and Gusty

The morning started out with a slight breeze.  The flag at the barn danced gracefully in the wind.  The hay in the field gently swayed.  A few leaves tumbled from the oak trees.  Even the cows were blissfully unaware of the bad weather on the horizon. Lately, our local weatherman has consistently missed the mark…

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Nobody wants a bee-hind full of nettles 

Over the years, the old-timer-up-the-road has given me a lots of advice… albeit, mostly ridiculous advice, but advice nonetheless. “Never get involved with the mafia,” he whispered to me one day in the barn, peeking over the back of a cow.  “Whaaaaat?” I replied incredulously, as my eyes rolled around a little.  “Hush, girly,” was…

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Peacock paranoia

I was making my way down a dusty back road, minding my own business, when I was startled by an Unknown Flying Object that swooped down across the hood of my SUV. I hit the brakes, came to a stop and threw the vehicle in park. “Holy sh*t, was that a dog?” I blurted out…

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Gelato, how do I love thee?

Being a mom comes with those inevitable consequences, like that 10 lbs of “baby weight” that you still have 20 years after giving birth. Or, everything that you own gradually becoming the property of others. Not remembering your real name because all you ever hear is mom, Maaahhm, mom-mom-mom, mommy, MOMMMMMMM  or my personal favorite,…

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I’m gonna ring that groundhog’s neck

We’ve had a relatively mild winter here in my neck of the woods.  That was until that pompous groundhog just HAD to put his two cents in and muck up the weather pattern.  No sooner did he see his shadow last Thursday, then the snow started to fall, finally culminating today with another 12 inches.…

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We have a situation

I’ve been sidelined with a nasty sinus infection since New Year’s Eve.  Yesterday, I finally got a little spring back into my step and was able to do some grocery shopping and run a few errands. However, that was enough to exhaust my entire body.  Achy and tired, I thought I’d take a nice soak…

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When I start to lose my sh*t…

Going to my Lyme Disease doctor isn’t fun. I’ve never come out of the exam room skipping like a school and twirling my hair, for the simple fact that chronic Lyme Disease is a bitch.  No… it’s more than that.  It’s a bitch on steroids… with an attitude problem and a set of brass knuckles.…

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Burned bagels and other nonsense

I should have went right back to bed this morning after I fumbled my toothbrush, sending it ricocheting off the sink and into the toilet. Instead, I stumbled through one debacle after another.  After I fished out my toothbrush, I incinerated a bagel in the toaster because I was trying to kill a bee that…

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The hell fires of menopause

After spending another sleepless night due to night sweats, seemingly fueled by the eternal fires of hell, I drug my fatigued and sweaty body out of bed to face the day.  I turned on the TV to watch the news, and instead, was greeted by a commercial for a menopause supplement.  The spokesperson cheerfully told…