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I’m signed up to begin my masters degree in instructional design sometime soon here. It’s a two-year program. I’m hoping to get it done in one. I’ve begun stopping at my local Harmon’s each night before work to make myself a cute, little salad with all my favorite salad things so I can eat it…

I’m staying in Park City this week with my family. Park City is slightly closer to work than home is. I showered last night after a fabulous dip in the pool. That, combined with the shorter drive, meant I didn’t have to get out of bed until about the time I usually leave for work.…

The 500 top-selling paperbacks at Barnes & Noble are 50%! What’s that? I should probably put that money in savings instead of purchasing more books that I don’t have the shelf space for? . . . Investments! It’s all about making the right investment decisions for you, right?

Who knew there was an olive grove in Arizona? Who knew!? I am obsessed. I want to be there. I want to ‘stroll the olive grove’ and ‘tour the mill.’ I want to taste all the fabulousness that an olive grove in Arizona has to offer. I want to, at the very least, join the…

Kelly-belly has recently acquired a Russian. Judging by the ring on her finger and the dress hanging in her closet, I think he’s going to stick around for a while. I’m all in support. They are good for each other. And there’s no question Kelly-belly is ready. I told her so myself just the other…

Lindsay B. is one of my favorite’s on my list of fabulous people. She has this amazingly awesome hair, is always up for an adventure, and likes to try things just for the heck of it. She helps me keep a fresh perspective on life. Lindsay B. recently made a list about some of the…

I am an expert at the art of countdown. I count down to everything: the beginning of a semester, the end of a semester, Mondays, my morning alarm. Most of the time I can’t help myself. Most of the time, I see a calendar or a clock or some other countdown device and my brain…

I’ve been struggling. With Happiness. It is strange. I used to have a fabulous relationship with Happiness. We used to hold hands and skip through the rain and slide down moonbeams into pots of marshmallows and chocolate chips. Lately, it seems like I don’t know Happiness at all. It seems that Happiness never has time…

I received this email from a coworker today: RE: Fruit? I require it. Desperately. I’ll buy some from you at a premium price if you happen to have any. In order of preference: pear; grapes; apple; something else. My camembert and crackers are crying out. Unfortunately (for him, not so much for me), I had…

Ever tried internet dating? Me neither. Well, I mean, I didn’t mean to try internet dating. It just sort of happened. It all began on a slow Thursday afternoon. You have to watch those Thursday afternoons. They’re wily, little boogers. It went like this. Fabulous Friend: I found a man for you.Me: I’m boycotting men.Fabulous…