Tag: whining
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This Little Light Of Mine
It was a weekend of family birthdays. Celebrating. Cakes. Presents. Two nights of togetherness pushes the limit of what younger kids can tolerate. Nana’s home can only offer so much entertainment that connects with the heart of a child. Especially when the adults choose to watch MLS soccer. Orlando City was on (another disappointing game),…
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Puttin’ On My Happy Face–Or Not
Nineteen-year-olds are full of life, ambition and possibilities. For the most part. My nineteen-year-old is on her last legs. She’s not wearing her age well, though she looks presentable. Her life is ebbing, and possibilities are the least of her concerns. This would be concerning if I spoke of a person. It’s my car. We’ve…
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I’ll Have My Whine Over Ice
How many ways can someone whine about something over which they have no control? I haven’t hit it yet. The number of ways must be astronomical. I have whiney on the brain. So when I recently passed a store with a sign that spoke to my crabby heart, I had to laugh. It was me.…
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It’s Not Called Whinegiving
Thanksgiving is be one of my favorite holidays. It’s also the most overlooked, underrated and unappreciated holidays we celebrate. I’ve driven around town and have watched folks segue from ghouls, goblins and ghosts to Santa, sleds and snowmen overnight. From eerie orange lights and spider webs cascading over bushes to bright whites and multitudes of…
Tip of My Iceberg 