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I like the tousled sexy people

My trainer, John, is married to a gorgeous ex-model who knows how to cook, which might be why John talks more about food than almost anyone I’ve ever met. “She made a roast chicken stuffed with lots of garlic last night, and it was awesome,” he told me. “So I’m rather pungent today.” He was….

Oct 16, 2009 · 4 Comments / ADD YOURS

mom’s house, dad’s house

Way too long since my last post — I know, I know. I blame this big, complicated divorce. Also I haven’t been feeling very good, in what seems to be an on-again off-again virus. Begone, stupid virus. At least until my kids bring it back and start it circulating through the house’s population again (kids…

Oct 15, 2009 · 0 Comments / ADD YOURS

The Day I Became A Freaking American

This shows you how crazy my life has become: before I got sworn in as an American citizen I didn’t regard it as that big a deal. It was like an item on my to-do list: write 1200 words. buy lego set for kid. become citizen. get to yoga. And the fact that I had…

Sep 11, 2009 · 5 Comments / ADD YOURS
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