Hi World, I haven’t disappeared. You know how you experience things and you can’t wait to share them-whether on Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, or in person, even (now there’s a novel idea), but then it doesn’t happen? That happens to me. I don’t know why. Sometimes I can’t wait to tell you about something but I…
I took a required psychology class in college and remember a lecture on B.F. Skinner, who introduced the theory of operant conditioning, proving his theory with a contraption now known as the Skinner Box. You put a hungry mouse in a Skinner box, which comes equipped with a lever, and in short order the mouse…
On his last day as a first grader, littleb wrote a bucket list of things he wanted to do over the summer. This is his list: 1. Go into a pool2. Go to Block Island3. A Celebration4. Have a vacation5 Buy flowers6. Go out with my family7. Go to Mystic Aquarium8. Go Fishing9. Go…
This morning I was flipping through an old Ladies Home Journal that I heisted from somewhere because yes, as a matter of fact, I do want to know how Miranda Lambert got that smoking hot new body. I flipped to a page celebrating married couples and the sweet traditions they develop over the years…
It’s not much fun unless it’s going up and down. I read part of an article recently about achieving balance in one’s life. The article asked various authors of self-help books what balance means to them. I think it was Simple magazine-I can retrace my steps if anyone is interested. I asked myself the same…
We were returning home from a family trip, seven of us packed like sardines into the Chrysler station wagon. As our home came into view, my Stepmom was the first to make the connection. “Oh no!”, she groaned. “What?” we all thought, looking at each other. Did we forget something? Did we hit a cat?…
When I was 15 or so I asked my dad to help me with some algebra homework. I was not good at algebra way back then (she notes, as though she might be much better at algebra now) but my father was purported to be quite handy at math so who better to ask? My…
Last year I taught littleb how to play Yahtzee. He’s since become a master Yahtzee strategist. He has also developed some interesting rules. 1. If you are just one die away from getting Yahtzee you may have an extra turn. 2. When one of the dice rolls off the playing table, all the dice must…
When I was 13 and firmly in the clutches of that ultimate mean girl, puberty, I discovered poetry. Months were spent producing emo ballads exploring my obsessive crushes on various high school seniors, pop stars, and, bewilderingly, MacGyver. It eventually occurred to me, probably during a lucid dream also involving a Maxfield Parrish painting and a…
Uncle Ken was Tee’s husband and CCool’s father. He didn’t talk a lot unless the subject was something that interested him. Then he could talk the ears off a rabbit. He loved the outdoors.. Outdoor enthusiasts are typically beloved by kids because they are more adventurous than other adults. They innately understand that taking a…
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One chicken. So many roads.
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One chicken. So many roads.
One chicken. So many roads.
One chicken. So many roads.
One chicken. So many roads.
One chicken. So many roads.
