Tag: christmas
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: crazy or valiant? :
Here it is, 5 days before Christmas and a mere 48 hours before a bomb cyclone is forecast to blow in with ‘dangerous blizzard conditions’ and subzero temperatures. So what do I do? I head to Walmart, a frenzied, teeming mob-scene under the best of circumstances. What, may I ask, does that kind of behavior […]
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: the stillness of Christmas :
I don’t pretend to be smart. There’s much in this world I don’t understand and can’t explain, especially physics, that’s way out of my league. But I am alert and somewhat observant, perfectly capable of noticing the real, everyday stuff of life. I can, in fact, distinguish reality from fantasy in a heartbeat. And there’s […]
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: this world is breaking my heart :
And I blame Christmas music. I do. Think I’m exaggerating? Fine. You try to make it all the way through Vince Gill’s Let There be Peace on Earth dry-eyed. Go ahead, I dare you — just don’t try it in public, since it may not go well. Unless you’re an icicle, you’ll grab a Kleenex […]
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: the case for santa claus :
The truth is, I harbor a deep, undying hope Santa is real and have for my whole, entire life. There, I’ve said it and I’m glad. You’re welcome to mock and scoff, because I know it’s dumb. My sister outed Santa when I was only 6 and she left absolutely no room for doubt. After […]
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: the home alone christmas :
It’s not my first one, either, not by a long shot. They’re all like this, which is to say disastrous. Oddly enough, at some point during the holidays I’ll play almost every role in the movie: the bumbling burglars, the abandoned kid, the scatter-brained, panicky woman, the ill-tempered neighbor, the whole kit and caboodle. These […]
the whirly girl 