It’s a long line at Panera. I glance up at the menu. Ah- there it is. The Strawberry Poppyseed & Chicken salad. I can taste it already. I was ordering two to go. One for me, and one for my friend Kristin who had graciously let my son play with her son for 3 days […]
With 6 clean sleeping bags and 2 comforters, I push my piled-high cart through the parking lot and pull the handle of the side door of our minivan to start loading. It won’t open. That’s odd. We just spent our lifesavings to get the only-helpful-when-they-work electronic doors fixed. I try the other side. Same thing.
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When your son’s baseball team wins the regional All-Star Championship tournament, that’s a High. When your same son accidentally tags his little brother in the eye with a baseball bat immediately after the game, that’s a Low. When, a few minutes later, that same son accidentally runs full tilt into a parallel bar on the
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