Exiled In Toyland
Sunday, June 28, 2015

The universe and everything in it

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My kids rarely want anything. Of course, this is what I think because of all the time I've spent languishing in department store ...
Sunday, June 21, 2015

Jinxed

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We fought on Mother's Day. Over everything and nothing. Mostly, however, the day was punctuated by silence. Card holidays, I find...
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Sunday, June 14, 2015

The kindness of strangers

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“Are you sure you want to do this by yourself?” my husband asked as he stuffed an extra pair of shorts into his already bulging suitcase...
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Sunday, June 07, 2015

DARE to be different

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I'll admit, I was miffed. My fifth grader was preaching temperance, and it was grating on me. “ Smoking is bad. It causes lung can...
Sunday, May 31, 2015

Homeschool and holograms

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I could barely comprehend the letter in my hand …it just didn't add up. … Which, I'll admit, was ironic since the page-long epist...
Sunday, May 24, 2015

Magic miles

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I was at the starting line. I wasn't nervous. Not one bit. Of course, I had been facing backward, but that's a mistake ...
Sunday, May 17, 2015

Cleans up well

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“ I love that jacket,” my friend exclaimed. She gestured for me to spin clockwise and then counterclockwise so she could see all its angl...
Sunday, May 10, 2015

Sleep walking

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It's been a long time since I've just gone for a walk. A get out of bed, grab a sweater and go kind of walk. A don't ...
Sunday, May 03, 2015

No appointment necessary

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She was at the door when I arrived, a bundle of nerves rising on tiptoes and weaving back and forth. I hadn't even gotten into the hous...
Sunday, April 26, 2015

Apple, meet tree

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It's 2:30 in the afternoon. I hear downshifting and the protest of brakes. I imagine a big yellow bus, lights flashing and stopping t...
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Sunday, April 19, 2015

Inside the bubble

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I am a monster. Or I'm a sheep ... which, I guess, could be a monster if it was all matted and rabid and charging at you in a woo...
Sunday, April 12, 2015

The windup

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This year is going to be different; I told myself this as I sat in the bustling cafeteria, sipping hot coffee and watching my son sc...
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Sunday, April 05, 2015

Unfriends forever

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What am I seeing? I blinked, rubbed my eyes and looked again. The picture on my Instagram feed was blurry and awash in digital ...
Sunday, March 29, 2015

Fever dreams

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There is nothing “easy” about waking up. I was in bed, warm and comfortable, sleeping peacefully in a tangle of quilted blankets when ...
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