Exiled In Toyland
Sunday, October 26, 2014

Karma is a cat on your doorstep

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I knew I'd caught heartbreak in my hand one afternoon as Ittybit and I were running off to dance class. I just had that feeling. ...
Sunday, October 19, 2014

Ahead of his time

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My husband has always been ahead of his time. “When is Daylight Savings Time?” my husband grumbled. I don't kno...
Sunday, October 12, 2014

Grocery seeking

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I'll never forget the sound of my enlightenment -- an explosion of air, followed by the crinkling of plastic over wrap. ...
Sunday, October 05, 2014

Red-letter days

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“You can do this,” I told myself as I turned off the ignition and stared through the windshield at the low brick building straigh...
Sunday, September 28, 2014

Dating pool

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The boy looked up at me with sheepish hope. His voice was so low I could hardly hear. I asked him to repeat the words again. ...
Sunday, September 21, 2014

Time and space

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She sat across from me at the dining room table, sipping coffee. Exactly thirty-five minutes and thirty-seven seconds earlier we had ...
Sunday, September 14, 2014

One last ride

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She sidled up to the chipmunk, as she had so many times over the last 10 seasons, and twisted around to look up. Her squint-eyed expressi...
Sunday, September 07, 2014

Back to school ... part 2

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The first day of school is an event celebrated annually by most American families as if it were a delicate skirmish that hinges o...
Sunday, August 31, 2014

Back to School with the Stooges

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He plunked himself down in the middle of the aisle, and, sitting criss-cross-applesauce, scowled at his choices. I consider...
Sunday, August 24, 2014

Old married couple

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I can't get to sleep. I just watch the clock as its glowing, lime green numbers mark the passing of another minute. ...
Sunday, August 17, 2014

Silently, stalwartly, doggedly there

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Every fall, for the last few years of her life, my father took the dog of my childhood on a solemn walk. Together they...
Sunday, August 10, 2014

Growth season

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The tomatoes have already started to redden, something that hasn't happened by late-July in the whole history of my pretendin...
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