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Never Ignore The Little Voice Inside Your Head.
When I was thirty-two years old, I was mugged. With ten years of city life in Chicago under my belt, a genetic disposition toward calculated risk (a ticker tape of pros and cons runs in a continuous loop through my head), and a fairly acceptable amount of caffeine flowing through my veins, I raced out…
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How To Check Your Kid As A Carry-On And Get Rich At The Same Time
I love traveling with my children, especially now that they can schlep my bags. But there was a time when I actually had to haul them around the airport, and that kind of sucked. Nothing ruins a brand new pedicure like a toddler who’s broken free of his LoJack-inspired five point harness stroller restraints and…
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Today I’m Thankful.
I try to appreciate all that life has to offer and to live in the moment every day. I really do. But some days are more difficult than others, and on this one, I can’t help but sadly reflect on the significance of an anniversary that no sane person could ever celebrate. *** I’m thankful…
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Are Our Children at the Core of the Next Entitlement Demographic?
There’s nothing that tugs at a parent’s heart like the hollow face of a hungry child. On the other hand, there’s nothing that makes a parent’s eyeballs distend, roll backwards, and practically dislocate themselves, like witnessing the antics of a child who feels a little hungry, complains about it, and expects a custom-made meal to be…
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Is A Boyfriend Who Could Be Your Son the Latest Status Symbol?
If so, count me out. Ever since Madonna started taking NyQuilesque shots from the fountain of youth about a decade ago, I’ve been kind of obsessed interested in what it means to age gracefully. Not that I’m particularly graceful. Or aging. Because I’m not. I’m all for girl power, free drinks, equal pay, and getting your…
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Did My Words Help Ann Romney Connect With Women At The Republican National Convention?
In her speech last night, Ann Romney passionately claimed an ability to hear the voices of women around the nation. Is it possible, as she worked through the chatter of children, careers, and the background noise of everyday life, that she somehow picked up mine? On August 13, 2012, I wrote a piece asking Paul…
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Is That Your Daughter’s Bra Hanging From A Tree?
Because it’s not my daughter’s bra. Or at least, not yet. I took my girls to the mountains last week for some didn’t-get-around-to-doing-all-the-cool-things-I-promised-you-this-summer-and-sort-of-need-to-fit-it-all-into-one-day family fun. Well, family – two + two, because my husband had to work, my son was already back at school, and each of my daughters decided that bringing a friend would…
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Why I Run
I run to be alone and I run to return to the world a better person. I run to ground myself and I run to be free. I run to practice what I preach to my kids because they have too many things to fight for fitness. I run to see the world from a…
READING BETWEEN THE PINES 