Archive | May, 2015

Chronic Exhaustion and How to Survive Being a Mother

May 27, 2015

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I was born chronically exhausted, so once I had a child, any hope of ever feeling rested again went right out the window. And it’s not just when they are babies. It starts then and goes until you die.  My long-term affliction has morphed with regular mom-exhaustion into a Defcon 5 level of survival strategies. Here are my top […]

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One Size Fits All

May 24, 2015


My ass. Actually, one-size-fits-all doesn’t fit my ass either. But right now, I’m talking about hats. I am not a petite woman. I could give a drag queen a run for her money in the shoe department, and my head is not small either. I contend it is all those brains stuffed inside, but you […]

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SNAKES: And if you are carrying one around in a public place, you suck.

May 18, 2015


Unless that place is a Snake Convention and that still makes you an asshole. I am furious and when I am furious, I swear worse than normal. I COULD write this without using NSFW words, but I don’t WANT to. So read on, if you wish, but don’t complain to me about language. I am […]

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May 17, 2015


I’m not a hugger. I don’t mind hugging; I just never know when to do it. This touchy-feely greeting ritual is fraught with social anxiety for me. To hug or not to hug, that is the question. If I am meeting an “always hugger” then I know just what to do; I hug them, feel […]

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MY SPECIAL DAY: The Day Before Mother’s Day 2015

May 9, 2015


Today, the day before my special day, I begin my annual tradition of preparing for MY SPECIAL DAY.  Mother’s Day is not about me but about my daughter. First, her birth is what gave me “my special day” to begin with. Really, tomorrow, most of us would probably just like to be left alone in […]

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May 3, 2015


The first Saturday in May, as all good Kentucky natives – and international gamblers – know is The Kentucky Derby. This year, I attended “Thurby” – the “Derby” that runs on Thursday before the main event. It was the culmination of many important sartorial choices for me, but none more critical than “The Hat.”  Festive […]

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