Anticipation

Otto understands me. He knows when I need chocolate. He knows when I need a hug. He corrals the kids when I need to work and he cleans up after dinner whenever I look like my eye is starting to twitch again. So the other day—and I have NO IDEA what he was doing...

It’s all relative

I’ll confess; I’d been feeling a little sorry for myself this week because I wasn’t planning to attend BlogHer. The week was going well and I was, frankly, starting to question my decision not to travel this summer “for the good of the...

I am away being wifely

(GOD, get your mind out of the gutter. I am just doing something really novel and designating an evening to focus on Otto rather than working all night or reading Harry Potter.) So, hi! Guess what? I would like to hang out with you. Yes, YOU. There’s a, um,...

The final chapter of Bad Banking

As of today, I am completely free of That Bank I Haven’t Been Naming That Claims To Be The Bank Everyone In The Country Uses. I will never go back, and every time I travel out of the area and have to pay a few bucks in ATM fees, I will cheer myself up by...

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