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The surprise was on me
We surprised Stephanie in Vegas, but it turns out the surprise was on me. After we had a few drinks at the bar at Caesar’s Palace, the boyfriend said he wanted to explore. Even though it was past midnight in … Continue reading
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Liar, Liar Pants on Fire
I have to apologize. I didn’t tell you the entire truth about my time off last week. But it was for good reasons… See, I had a little surprise up my sleeves. The other Stephanie (see the Cast of Characters at … Continue reading
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Gertie and the kid
Last night during our friendly gathering to watch Riftrax, Gertie learned a valuable lesson. Children are a source of food. One of my favorite little kiddos was on hand for movie night. He quickly latched on to the idea that I … Continue reading
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Braggy Brag Brag
This is so lame, but I have to brag it: I ran eight miles yesterday. It’s lame because I’m bragging. It’s lame because it was only eight miles (for serious distance runners, eight is the bottom of the barrel of long runs – … Continue reading
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Cheese please
Observation: when no one’s watching, I regress to a no holds bar, all manners and rules are off the table slob. I feel the need to share this with you, why? Eh, it’s cheaper than therapy. Case in point: I … Continue reading
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Feet. Don’t fail me now.
Here’s how the weekend went down: Took the boyfriend to the airport on Friday evening in his car because mine sucks right now. Following a pit stop to do a little Friday evening shopping on the route home, I returned … Continue reading
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North Carolina Day 1 aka wake up early, drool on a plane and possibly cause an overweight Delta flight
Not to get all journal-y on you, but here’s a recap of Day 1 of my trip to NC. Woke up at 2:30 a.m. to shower and put a suit on. Oh, and possibly the most uncomfortable cutest shoes in … Continue reading
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Double Digits
In a text convo with DD Girl, I realized three things. 1. I have a dirty mind. mwah ha ha. (It’s a little inside joke between us.) 2. I don’t have to worry about her taking my silly jokes the … Continue reading
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That’s what I get for trying to be a good dog mom
It’s no secret that Gertie likes to go play at Lily’s house. Where she is spoiled rotten. Then she comes home and gives me attitude because like. it’s so. totally. boring here, mom. What? An endless basket of toys, a kong … Continue reading
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Closer Part II
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. That last thing was far too serious and sappy. Barf. I present Closer Part II – a photo essay.
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