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How is Deployment “Really”? A Possible Series

At least once a week, I’m told about what a severe injustice it is that my husband is deployed. As an overwhelming majority, folks can’t fathom how it is to be in my shoes. In the literal sense, they’re small and unsupportive, and in the figurative way, it’s unbearable, apparently. And acquaintances would like to let me know that as much as possible. It’s not a statement I fault them for; I do it too. Drawing personal experiences is how humans relate. And when there’s no memory to be found, we say things like, “I can’t imagine,” “I have no idea what you’re going through,” and “What is that even like?” A tactic I always pull with 9-to-5ers or anyone who has 20/20 vision. But here’s the thing: we don’t come pre-equipped in life. We learn once things happen. You swim by being in water. You get better at sports […]

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#LongHairProbs
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As previously discussed, I have a lot of hair. Not only in length, but width; each strand of my hair has a larger circumference than the average grower’s locks. If the ’80s were to come back in style, I’d rock it hard … with minimal hairspray. And really, I can only hope they do. Big hair is my absolute jam, and in order to make up for the years of fighting my God-given talent (sheer follicle volume), I think it’s high time I cash in. But first off, let’s start by discussing what could obviously be changed. I could cut my hair, sure. I could chop it off and be done with half of what this post complains about. In fact I have, several times. I’ve gone under the scissors and had my hair shortened to chin length and above. Only I still shed as much and my hair is […]

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There Are People Who Make the Bed, And There Are People Who Are Wrong
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I’m “one of those people” who make the bed. Which really just means I make the bed. It’s an easy chore, and it makes me feel better; it’s how I start the day. Nothing can be done (except actually getting out of bed) until it’s made. That’s just logic. How else are you going to eat breakfast? Or put on your robe? Or start the pot of tea or coffee – depending on what hour the alarm went off? With unmade sheets? That sounds physically impossible. Not even a Marvel character could pull of that stunt. Then again, there are people who don’t do this. Instead of starting their day tidy, they leave their covers disheveled and messy – a precursor to having a terrible if you ask me. (They rarely do.) It fact, just thinking about unmade beds makes me want to puke. If you want to go lay […]

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We Salute You, Maker of the Bobby Pin
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Ladies of long hair, where would we be without the bobby pin? The small, yet incredibly helpful hair tool that keeps our tresses in place. They conceal, they pull in and tuck together, they harness even the thickest of hot mess hair days. And they do it all without so much as a complaint. Sure sometimes they stretch out or twist, but that’s nothing that can’t be fixed with some pliers. (By a man in our lives, obviously. Because we’re women.) Which lets us hold onto this amazing invention even longer. Guys, I’m serious. Bobby pins need a solid shout out. They’re underrated, and I’m ready to give them the thanks they deserve … aside from supporting the financial cause. In History Around the turn of the century, ladies decided, “To hell with this heat” and started chopping off their buns … hair buns, that is. Then they began wearing […]

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Yes I’m “That Old,” Where’s My Cookie?
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Someone once told me that being 28 is the worst age they’d ever been. That it was young enough no one took them seriously, but old enough to still sound old. And now that I’ve been every age to the one I am now, which is, you guessed it, 28, I’m going to have to agree. My number of years old is terrible. Why? Because it’s right in the middle of everything – where I’m not yet experienced enough to gain respect for being alive, nor am I young enough to be given newb treatment. Things are expected of me, and the ability to give advice is not one of them. That’s still beyond my years … not that should be confused with responsibilities. Which are coming in hot. People who are younger than me think I’m reaching dino status. And those older wonder why I don’t have four kids […]

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2015, the Year of “Why Not?”
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In the world of freelance writing, unless you’re doing 10 million things at once, you feel like you’re doing nothing. Like not even one thing. So really it’s lucky that I’ve been doing so many thousands of things every single second of the last month and into this month. And I get it, you don’t want to hear how busy I am. It’s lame. I don’t want to hear how busy you are, or even how busy I should be or have been or could be if I was actually keeping up with my office paperwork. And yet here we are. Sigh. #kindofsorry So if you want to help me get less busy (so I can bless you with more blogs, like Tuesdays used to happen), here’s a list of things you can do. Come cook dinner at my house. Return all of these Amazon packages that came in weird sizes […]

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Being Healthy is Kind of Miserable
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Eating healthy makes you feel better. It’s a fact. So does exercise and not sleeping all day. Even when it’s freezing outside. But just because it’s good for you – and makes you feel better – doesn’t mean the actual act(s) themselves are enjoyable. Sometimes, even when it’s what you should do, and know it’s “the best thing for you” (or whatever), it’s all the more uncomfortable. Like when you go to the gym and it’s so crowded. And there’s never any parking. Or you don’t know how to use the different weight lifting machines. Or all the workers are wearing all black and up in your grill. Which is to say walking around and giving tours within 10 feet of where you’re located. Eating healthy sometimes isn’t that great, either. Like when you NEED something that’s salty and crunches when you bite. Or when the lettuce freezes, even in […]

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