Archive for March, 2019

The women in the locker room — most easily 20 years older than me at 39 — like to chat after water aerobics. I set my broth — on Monday I made the turkey legs — out to cool. Then, from the other room, I heard this huge crash! I thought what in the world?! […]

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Portland winter

I woke up when my toddler forced me to, just like I do every other day. When I say every other day, I mean every two days, because for the most part I take turns with my husband. While I poured the water over the coffee grounds, and the toddler puttered around, I felt a […]

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