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My nephew’s birthday is in less than 20 days. And I still haven’t picked out his gift. This isn’t my typical M.O. Usually, I already

The skin on my right upper arm itches today. And I want to scratch it. Like a cat scratches a door jamb, forcefully pulling down

As I was writing this post, I felt like I was being watched. But not by my dogs. I lined my fingers up in the

Sometimes cringeworthy outcomes bring me uninhibited joy. And that uninhibited joy is always self-indulgent. Because self-indulgent is my version of self-care. If it brings me

I can’t whistle anymore. And according to an informal Facebook poll, neither can about 60% of other people. It’s not that I never knew how

The Kentucky Derby was Saturday. And I always get a little emotional about horse racing. (Catastrophes happen. I don’t cry. But when the horses’ cross