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Archive for December, 2006

Why I love my Aunt Maryann

She bought be completely inappropriate books—beautiful volumes of poetry and lovely fairytale books–when I was 5. At the time I did not realize she probably intended them to be read to me but I assumed that she knew that I could read them and that was just magical to me.
Mary lived this crazy eclectic life [...]

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Why I love Bermetta

Actually she goes by Detta which is the coolest name ever and when you say in the name-game song it sounds awesome. She has lovely natural red hair and a wicked sense of style. She was one of the first girls that I admired her wardrobe and contemplated stealing some things but would never, despite [...]

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Why I love my Nanny

The organ starts and I can hear my grandmother playing some tune and singing softly in her most beautiful voice almost like a hymn–a prayer to music itself. Nanny would get lost in meditation over her music sitting in the living room alone with the lights low except for the bright spot light over the [...]

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Why I love Carol

She was the mother before me–that lived in this house. She made cookies, argued with her children to clean their rooms, took care of them when they were sick, weeded the back yard, listened to the birds, picked the lilac on the side of the house, put up xmas stuff, wrapped birthday presents, slept with [...]

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Why I love Tracyann

Sometimes you can look someone in the eyes for the first time and you don’t hear that sappy shitty music welling up but you feel what it would sound like if you could hear things with your heart. I have never been more grateful to anyone that said “Sure you can sit down” in a [...]

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Love anyway

(For a brief detour of my love fest I bring you last nights exchange between Spawn and myself with special appearances by D.)
At 4:30 I am awakened by “Mama. Mmmmaaaamamaa.” I get up, flick the heavy blankets back and stomp sleepily into my sons room. I stand in the dark and impatiently ask, “what? WHAT?” [...]

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Why I love Donna

Normally tall, beautiful, kind, smart, talented and funny women get on my nerves but it takes a magical woman to possess all those traits yet also be warm, giving, silly and at times completely unaware of her powers. She uses them for good and not evil and I am down with that. She likes junk [...]

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Why I love Laura

You know you have found you some peeps when you are pleasantly suprised that they curse as much as they do and always wear pretty lipstick. And they were/are in a band. And can get all snarky and shit and you don’t feel shy about laughing out loud. You are a shining star among some [...]

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Why I love my children

Oldest Spawn runs down the stairs after using the potty-with-a-door upstairs and spies the camo-sweatpants I got him yesterday on sale at some kids store and declares…”If you got me those sweatpants that means you love me because you know that I love camouflage and then I can be invisible and you can hardly see [...]

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Why I love D

Softly walking into our room and he slides an arm around my shoulder and says hello very quietly. I open my eyes, against my own desires, and look at him blinking through the fog of morning. He smiles and tells me it is 8am and wanted to know if I want to still sleep? I [...]

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