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Smelling the Fear

Throughout elementary and high school, I struggled with bullies. Most of the time they were not physical bullies. Sometimes they were. But mostly they were of the mental and emotional sort– my least favorite kind of bully. If you think I suck, just hit me. Give me an Indian burn or a titty twister. Pull…

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What Scares Me About Having Kids (It’s Not the Kids)

As my husband and I approach our seventh year together and our second wedding anniversary, we are fielding more and more “when will the babies come?” questions from friends and family. They have led to a few late night, not-so-serious baby discussions between us, but in all honesty, we are still really enjoying living child-free.…

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When A Date Turns Into Daycare

Talking about my worst first date in the last post has made me reminisce about all of the first dates I’ve been on. While none have been as memorable as the triple nipple debacle, another one does stand out in my mind quite loudly. It was 2007 and I was living in the Florida Keys,…

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Worst First Date: The Triple Nipple

This morning on my drive to work, the radio station I was halfway listening to announced that they were sharing worst first date stories. I chuckled to myself as I painfully recalled my own worst first date story– it is a hard one to forget. The radio host requested stories from listeners and feeling impulsive on a…