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My 2014 Hit List

I like sleeping.  A lot.  Hence the reason I want to murder people who wake me up earlier than I intend to wake up. For the past few months, TWD has been at the top of my hit list.  He gets up early—so early that it’s still dark out.  I understand that this is a…

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Just the Seven of Us…

Did I mention that TWD and I are going on another cruise?  Well, we are.  Only this time it’s going to be a bit different from last year’s trip to Bermuda. Firstly, I’m not worried about us breaking up this time.  (I was, admittedly, a bit concerned last summer—the longest we’d ever spent together was…

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Chocolate is (not) for sharing

I know that relationships are supposed to be love and sharing and all but sometimes I don’t want to share.  Especially when it comes to chocolate.  And especially when it comes to my boyfriend who thoroughly enjoys dark chocolate but never gets around to actually buying any of his own. For the past year and…

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The Great Ice Wars of 2012

If you don’t hear from me after today, it’s because The Great Ice Wars of 2012 have finally reached their inevitable conclusion and I’m lying dead on the kitchen floor. What are The Great Ice Wars of 2012?  I’m so glad you asked. You see, it’s New Years Eve which means the entire family is…

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A Little Square Box

I’ve never had a boyfriend spend Christmas Eve before (perhaps because I’ve always ended my relationships just before the holidays) but now that I have, I’m never going back. Boyfriends make Christmas way more fun. They help with your grandmother when she passes out in church holding a lit candle.  (Not sure if it was…

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One Year, I’ll Do Christmas Right

Every year I think to myself “This is going to be the year that I finish my Christmas shopping on time!”  I have visions of spending Christmas Eve sipping hot cocoa and listening to Mannheim Steamrollers instead of fighting with my brother over the communal wrapping paper. I have visions of not spending twenty minutes…

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Post Crumble

I should note that by “scary,” I also mean exhilarating in a step-up-to-the-plate, “I can do this” sort of way.  For those of you just tuning in, Wednesday’s post was all about how TWD has become my rock over the past few months.  I’ve been feeling rather loserly (if that’s a word) in comparison, not…