The Store That Shall Not Be Named (Wal-Mart)
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The Store That Shall Not Be Named (Wal-Mart)

The invasion was imminent and now it has finally happened. Wal-mart came to my little American town. Six months ago they broke ground. Across the road from the Wal-mart, I noticed the obliteration of the “scary playground”, a near thirty year old metal playground in a cluster of pine trees with moss growing beneath them…

New Year’s Urge
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New Year’s Urge

It all started with the floors. As the holidays careened toward their inevitable conclusion and the hope of a New Year was poised on the figurative horizon, all I could see was my filthy floors. Prior to the arrival of my seasonal company, I should have finished the preparations with the floors clean. However, a…

Oh My Trying Tannenbaum
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Oh My Trying Tannenbaum

It seems every year without fail, my tree and I have decorating issues. It’s not the tree’s fault (although this year our tree had a little problem I’ll mention later). My overzealous search for the perfect combination of texture and color in the tree decorations that are right for both night and day viewing is…

Too Many Things That I Want To Do
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Too Many Things That I Want To Do

“There are too many things that I want to do,” I say to my husband outside the shower he’s taking. He says, “Don’t you mean, need to do?” I think and I say, “No, I do mean ‘want to do’ ”. Sort out my conflicted feelings about my family. Or organize all of my kid’s…