Nov 24
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I’m Already Writing the Check to Replace Whatever He’s Broken

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A few weeks ago my mom announced her brilliant idea for this year’s Thanksgiving festivities: a road trip! Now, I’m a big ol’ fan of road trips. I love everything about them — loading up on People magazine and easy fiction (read: Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants), tons of pretzel and cheddar Combos and Fig Newtons from the gas stations, batty conversations that begin after a few hours of driving, and LOTS of passenger seat karaoke. There is a little hitch in this plan, …

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Nov 17
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‘Cause it’s for Lovers

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Ok. Let’s do this.
Knowing that I eventually had to sit down and write coherently and descriptively about what has been happening in the last few weeks has made me very sensitive to my reactions and feelings about it all. I have been trying to honestly pinpoint what is going on inside my heart and head underneath all the swirling babbling words. What I keep coming back to is, “This was almost too easy.”
In the last month, Clayton has had three consecutive interviews at practices in Rome, Georgia; Newport …

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Nov 10
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Pictures. Because it will Take a While to Formulate the Words.

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We got back from Virgina on Sunday night and Clayton has already left for his third interview. I chose to sit this one out because it’s not a likely possibility we will relocate to a city that is more than 20 miles away from a Starbucks. Seriously. I looked it up.
I may need a few days to organize my thoughts about the past four weeks of our life, so while I simmer, enjoy some pictures of our recent getaways. The first …

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Nov 5
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If I Make it to an Epsiode of Intervention, I’d Like to Request Ken Seely as My Interventionist

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Clayton and I are minutes away from heading to the airport for a trip to Newport News, Virginia. My smart, personable husband has scored another interview. I wish I could say that I am totally excited about this trip; I should be considering the company is paying for everything and taking us out for a fancy schmancy dinner tonight. But there is a brick wall standing in between that hibachi restaurant and me: the flight. I don’t fly well. Like, …

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