Ready, willing, and filled with dread

Chickadee has the day off from school today, and will be coming with me to the polls. I’m trying to figure out how to make this a learning experience without letting her catch on the to fact that I dread just about everything about election day. Maybe I can tell...

Indomitable… kinda

I want to write about something meaningful and deep and all that, but my mind keeps returning to my plethora of interview-related faux pas from this morning. (What is the plural of faux pas? Faux pases? Faux pax? Faux pas de deux?) I may as well just bare all and hope...

Dontcha just hate…

… when you pinch your eyelid in your eyelash curler? … when you forget to bring the packages you meant to mail on your way back from the appointment just beyond the post office? … when the appointment “just beyond the post office” turns...

EVERYTHING YOU NEVER WANTED TO KNOW

About Mir I’m an over-educated, under-appreciated, divorced mom to two. (I used to say that I was “perpetually unemployed,” but I am now actually working quite steadily*, which doesn’t make for quite as dramatic a self-description, but comes in...

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