you mean it’s not about ME?

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The plaid boot has spoken! The winner of the Purim Basket Raffle is Dora from My Preconceived Notions. Congrats! The really sad thing is that Michell, the blogger that we were raising funds for, had some shit hit the fan at her clinic. Basically one price was quoted to her for a cycle and now [...]

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REPOST: Putting this yummy goodness all up in your face on Fat Tuesday. If you donate before lent I bet there is some clause that will allow you to eat all of these sweet treats if you win the raffle. So I promised you something awesome and here it comes. Brace yourself. YOU, yes you, [...]

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So I promised you something awesome and here it comes.  Brace yourself. YOU, yes you, can get your hands on a fantabulous purim basket made (with so much love that it will make you ignite like that scene from Like Water for Chocolate) by Mel. Yes, OUR Mel. For the cost of a donation (note [...]

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Quickie snowed in fundraiser moment: See the snow-globe on my header up there? Want one of your own for your blog but don’t want/need a new header? Want to commemorate your first snowmageddon with some flashy blog bling? For the next couple of (snow) days I will make you a custom snow-globe badge for your [...]

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What started as a sort of fly by the seat of our pants holiday revealed itself to be a wonderful and exciting and action packed extravaganza of fun, new family, and road tripping. I have tons of photos to cull through, tons of moments I want to share, and an entire suitcase of laundry to [...]

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GUEST POST: From the time I was a small child, forced to rely on the newspaper and non cable TV to fill my hours, I’ve always liked first person stories–and biographies especially. In fact, one of my first adult reads at 10 years old was Mommie Dearest. What, you may ask does that have to [...]

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I really appreciate all of the extremely thoughtful comments on my last post. The truth is, this story, as most real life is, is complicated. Friends that have known me for years have trouble keeping track of all of the complicated. And while part of me wants to cut open my heart and share as [...]