This morning I drove the kids through the gray, rainy morning and dropped them off at school with a small spring in my step. I'm starting to get the old holiday spirit going. This is manifesting in strange ways this year, since I'm not so interested in holiday gift buying [...]

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I haven't written all that much about my ongoing saga to figure out what the heck is going on with my health. My doctor started me on thyroid pills - well, pill. Once a day. And so far so good with that. He also suspected I might' 



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A few years ago, I got this sign, and hung it in my hallway, where I walk past it 500 times a day. It never fails to make me smile, and I think that is exactly why it is in the perfect spot.
Over the last few years, our crappy assortment of stemware has slowly dwindled, broken glass by broken glass. I just returned from the grocery store with a bottle of Blanc de Noirs, in an attempt to, um, amend my pissy mood and, uh, close the romance gap 