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Happy Grace Day

Today is November 21st. It’s “Grace Day”. In honor of today, I’m rerunning the following post: In my family we are named after our grandmothers. My grandmother’s name is Grace, her grandmother’s name was Grace, and my middle name is Grace (because my dad insisted that it not be my first name, or so I …

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Coffeeworkout

Coffeeworkout

While we were at Starbucks we got a text for Jeff saying he couldn’t do the Glacial Trail 50 Mile race so he would walk to mile 7 and meet us there, we got him a coffee. We texted him when we arrived and he said: 2 miles out, join me? So I sent Mrs. …

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Making s’mores

The kid is way into making s’mores lately. I can’t remember what started it, but all of a sudden last weekend all I heard about was s’mores. So we got graham crackers and Hershey’s chocolate bars at the grocery store (we had the marshmallows) …. and we bought those little containers of Blue Bunny ice …

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Mmmmm cake!

Mmmmm cake!

My husband is on a cake baking quest, 52 weeks of cakes, he made this one while I ran the Bastille 5K (after he baked all those cookies). So I’m washing all of the dishes that do not fit in the dishwasher and he’s trying to take a picture of his cake. He did not …

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Rerun: A conversation

Here’s a rerun from August 2008: A conversation with Zoe this afternoon while we were at the YMCA Zoe: Mom there’s a girl here who looks just like you. Me: Really? Zoe: Let me go take another look at her to see if it’s you, or if she just looks like you. And then she …

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The valet moved his car

This afternoon my dad was out of the office, in the big red truck, which meant that his car was still in the lot. My mom suggested that I move his car from the coveted parking space — and move my car into it. So I did. Everyone should have a blast at work like …

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Parking space wars

Parking space wars

  Maybe it’s time that we get assigned parking spots at work, the kind that has big signs with our names on them. That’s my car in the space that my dad wants — FYI: I GOT THERE FIRST. And then, just for kicks, my brother decided he wanted the space too.

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