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Impulse buying

So why was I so embarrassed when I had to pay a visit to my local hardware store to buy a toilet plunger yesterday?  It happens.  Toilets get clogged. Girls clog toilets too. I know this. Then why did I almost choke when the helpful store clerk asked me if I was looking for anything specific? [...]
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Oh to be young again…

Deep down in the archives of my hotmail (*gasp!*) account, I found an e-mail I sent to my girlfriends – the SB’s-during that surreal week in my life between graduation and my first job. Backstory: I landed my first job as a reporter in Rocky Mount, NC. I knew no one, but it seemed like [...]
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Cleaning House

Yesterday I spent the afternoon cleaning out the house I lived in with my ex-husband. It was physically and emotionally grueling. A the end of the day, I felt drained and yet cleansed. It’s a task I’ve avoided since the divorce, but something that needs to be done. Unfortunately, there is a second house that [...]
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Riding Old School

I’ve sorted out the “totalled car” situation and to make a long story short, I’m driving a car, the car, I drove in college and throughout the first part of this decade. It’s a little surreal to be back in this particular vehicle, but I’m proud of myself for this decision. This car has been [...]
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Beads for the ladies

My bachelorette party was a small affair. My maid of honor, Shannon and my other Stephanie took me out in Wilmington, N.C. On the whole, it was pretty calm. No naked men, male genitalia cakes, no games etc… I liked it this way. Shannon did bring with her some Mardi Gras style beads. She intended [...]
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