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No More

I told my daughter I needed to write about gun violence. Know what she told me? “Mom, be sure you’re not too polarizing. People won’t listen.” She’s right. At age eleven she’s figured out that we adults need to be reminded how to speak to one another in order...
My American Inquiry
I met Jamie on the bus to the Women's March in DC in 2017. She lost her brother to gun violence over 20 years ago. She's been fighting this fight a long time. "A gun in the hands of a criminal with vengeance in his heart took my brother’s life...
I think technology has officially passed me up. I was thinking about The Jetsons the other day, and the episode when Mrs. Jetson was overwhelmed from the machines and gadgets that were supposed to simplify her life. I understand Jane so much better now, as I throw in the...
I’m not usually a Bah Humbug kind of girl, but this year I’m in a bit of a funk. Maybe it’s a year of politics that has me wishing for a third party. Or no party. Maybe it’s a year of “#metoo” and realizing that I think life is more like...
I miss the days when I could just sink money into the most adorable Disney Princess Halloween costumes possible. Katie has been Belle, Cinderella, Snow White, Rapunzel, Anna from Frozen, Sleeping Beauty (which at the time was before Katie perfected her speech articulation and she called her Cheapy Booty...
My relationship with our country and its symbolisms is a complex one. I’m not a flag waver. I’m not a flag burner. I grew up with both in my family. I broke bread at the same table as the patriot and the hippie. It was interesting, as a child,...
The forks are missing. This is a catastrophe. First, perspective. Yes. There are amazing and important things happening in the world, in my country, in my town. I’m even involved, doing my civic volunteer duty. My girl scout troop is running an encampment to introduce younger girls to the joys of...
Last November, something happened. I didn’t see it coming. And after it happened, I didn’t like it. My good friend, Jenna, didn’t like it either. She was the one who first asked me if I thought I might consider going to D.C. for the Women’s March on Washington. I wanted...
Today I want to talk about something that plagues me on a daily occurrence. Dog Poop. Those of you who know me may know that I have not one, but two, Bernese Mountain Dogs. Gryffin is 130 pounds of pure happiness and love. Nicky is 90 pounds of medicated hyperactivity....
We left the boys home. They weren’t interested. Or at least not obsessed enough. So this trip was just Katie and me. Two girls on an adventure to Minnesota, to follow the road to all things Laura Ingalls Wilder and Little House on the Prairie. We started by flying from...
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