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I always joke that knowing my family’s medical history in regards to cancer isn’t going to help me in the slightest, because everyone who had cancer had a different kind.  Seriously.  We’ve had skin cancer, stomach cancer, ovarian cancer, and liver cancer, and I’m sure there’s something else in there, too (my parents have a [...]

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It must be noted that I have never been a particularly cleanly or organized person.  As a very small child, I shared a room with FANG!, and it was the despair of my mother’s household.  We could not or would not keep our toys straight, our beds made, or our clothes off the floor–she read [...]

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Stranger in a Strange Land

In a grocery store parking lot…
Him:  So technically we’re on the West Coast now.  What do you think about it?
Me: I’m not sure.  I’ve got a distinctly East Coast mindset.  Everything here is a little…alien.
Him: What do you mean?
Me: Well, give me a minute–holy fucking shit, I think that’s a goddamn wild pig heading for [...]

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Vivid, Dangerous Lightning

Now don’t get me wrong:  Tucson has some serious weather.  Tucson’s weather is so serious that George and I broke down and bought clip-on sunglasses, AND WE WEAR THEM IN PUBLIC.  Because if we didn’t, the sunlight would have already burned our eyes out of their sockets.
You KNOW a place is bright when just walking [...]

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So here’s the thing:  I didn’t drive any of the 2,000,000+ miles to Tucson, because I am not a very good driver, the family car is kind of a boat, the rearview mirror was blocked, we were carrying so much stuff that at certain points the tailpipe scraped the asphalt, and George is just too [...]

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For most of my life, I’ve lived in the part of the South that is also part of the East Coast, which has meant that none of my extended relatives have been anywhere near me.  So when George and I were driving across the country to get to Tucson (PS:  we made it!  I’ll start [...]

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One Size Never Fits All

As a kid, I actively disliked music.  Whenever my mom put a tape on (yes, I am that old), I reacted with disgust and despair.  Okay, not really–I mostly reacted with indifference and impatience.  It’s not like listening to The Phantom of the Opera or The Eagles hurt my ears or anything; it just seemed [...]

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So for those of you not in the know, I’m your typical European-American ethnic mashup.  On my dad’s side, I am almost exclusively Italian, but on my mom’s side?  It is one giant Northern-European free-for-all, folks.  The best way to describe mom’s side of the family is “Scandinavian,” because that way people understand that you [...]

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Happy Drunks

To make up for our deficiencies as cat parents, we bought some new catnip for Oliver and Mimi and gave them each a big pinch of it.
Mimi immediately began rolling around on it, coating her entire body in ‘nip.  Oliver, on the other hand, ate it.
And now he ’s writhing around on the floor, flashing [...]

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