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On what makes me a dirty girl

It was difficult for me to move to Ponte Vedra, a beachside suburb of Jacksonville, Florida with an average household income of $100,000. It’s very Southern. I’m not skinny or blond or rich or Republican. I worried I would find myself sliding into a mold, stretching and morphing to fill it out until I began [...]

Monday, Monday. And Tuesday. And Wednesday.

If Hot Firefighter Husband had called from work the other day and asked, “What’re you up to?” I would have said, “Well, I’m rewashing the dishes you stacked in the dishwasher without rinsing last night and which are subsequently caked with very clean rock-hard particles of food.”

But he didn’t call, probably because he was [...]

Workout Wednesday on a Monday. Cool?

Hot Firefighter Husband sent me off to boxing class today with this instruction: Don’t come back until you’re in a better frame of mind.

So I packed a bag.

I called him after class to make sure he had not sold the children, and he told me again to take as long as I needed, [...]

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