Unasked for Advice (Not)

Parenting. The perfect means by which the universe can attempt to keep one humble. It’s a tough freaking gig. I find myself fairly often wanting to share my thoughts with my kids, but instead keeping my yearning-to-be-bestowed-brilliance to myself. (They may laugh out loud at this revelation, but they aren’t privy to the substantial contents…

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Why Can’t We All Just Get Along?

I had an overdue convo with a friend yesterday. My recent graduation came up along with my plans for the near future. I talked about my eagerness to research social justice volunteer opportunities here in Spokane as I spend time figuring out what lights my fire. This prompted her to share her recent shift in…

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To Be or Not to Be? (Monogamous, that is…)

Monogamy is often held up as the ideal way for humans to relate to one another as far as intimate relationships go. But I’ve been mulling over the thought that perhaps being monogamous is not unquestionably the clear frontrunner when it comes to relationship forms. According to the CDC, mutual monogamy means that you’ve agreed…

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All’s Silent in the Penalty Box

“Why are you so petrified of silence? Here, can you handle this: …Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines, or when you think you’re gonna die – or did you long for the next distraction?” When my head hit the pillow last night, Alanis promptly materialized and insisted that I noodle around…

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Cirque du Soleil Ain’t Got Nothin’ on Me

  I got cranial contortions like nobody’s business. If you were fitted with a model that can respond to a generated thought with mild disregard before moving on to the next item of interest, I’m somewhat (read immensely) envious. I don’t so much have this problem with observations such as “My hooves are looking particularly gnarly…

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Shades of Grey

Nope, not talking about the book series. Haven’t read them. Closest I’ve come is perusing a themed table display last time I went to the toy store. Looks to be a stimulating read. *ba-dum-tshh*    Mommy porn jokes aside, a less well known author had this to say during our recent chat: “We all come…

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Dinner Brussels-Style

During dinner at my little neighborhood café last night, I chatted with a fellow who began working at the EC the year I was born (’64). Although retired, he has continued to work there 3 hours a day (unpaid) to stay busy. He once took a course taught by Kissinger, and his brother worked closely…

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