Exiled In Toyland
Sunday, October 27, 2013

Blast from the past …

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My Facebook is blinking. It's practically pulsating with a red alert that reveals someone has “tagged” me in some old picture they...
Sunday, October 20, 2013

Tick or treat?

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I used to love ladybugs. They seemed like bright red dots of happiness punctuating the garden, protecting it from the evil aphid mara...
Sunday, October 06, 2013

Identity crisis

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The question left me momentarily speechless. My shoes were off, my clothes were folded neatly on a chair and the woman readi...
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Sunday, September 29, 2013

No pain, no pain

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The worst pain I can recall (prior to childbirth) I suffered when I was 17. A half-dozen people (I can barely remember now)...
Sunday, September 22, 2013

Omens and omissions

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My husband doesn't believe in signs. Even the posted ones – the ones that clearly translate important information such as speed limit...
Sunday, September 15, 2013

Sins and sons

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I see little boys everywhere. Happy little boys who look like mine. Little boys who wear the same clothes day in and day out...
Sunday, September 08, 2013

Gone around the bend

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The man's expression was transparent. His half smile and head tilt were as clear as the words that formed through silent lips: ...
Sunday, September 01, 2013

I swear

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I swear. I do. Cross my heart. Of course, I don't swear nearly as much as I used to back in high school, but I still lace my ...
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Sunday, August 25, 2013

The in be tween

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I look at her sometimes without recognition. The teenager she will be in four short years has already wiped her muddy shoes on our we...
Sunday, August 18, 2013

Are we there yet?

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Six days before departure they've each packed two suitcases with essentials: She has all her dresses, a blue poncho, six pairs of ear...
Sunday, August 11, 2013

Little stinker

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I had been fast asleep until I felt a nudge. “Will you let the dog out?” he asked, in a voice that put the request clearly i...
Sunday, August 04, 2013

Story of my life

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Telling a story is an art. An art I have never seemed to master. Not in so many spoken words, anyway. It's been thi...
Sunday, July 28, 2013

Secret Rival

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Turns out I'm a competitive sort of person. Secretly competitive.  Shocking, I know.  I've spent all my time up until now te...
Sunday, July 21, 2013

Are you going to eat that?

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People for Less Unrest in Marriage, or PLUM as I like to call it –- a wholly imaginary but incredibly well-organized think tank for which...
Sunday, July 14, 2013

Kids today

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It's amazing how much unsolicited advice a person attracts once they become a parent. You name it, and there is someone ...
Sunday, July 07, 2013

Molehills and mountains

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The summer is here … And I can't escape the dampness. Or … the laundry. It's not just the infernal rain an...
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