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Posted by natalienoa.
Ok, I’ll admit it. I’ve been faking it. A girl from the South with Cuban roots is supposed to look a certain way, and, frankly, my maternal genes have been sucking the Latina (read: melanin) right out of my skin. I could handle the pastiness through the snow-filled winter, but spring has already come and gone and it’s straight up summer. Mama needs some color. Considering the fact that I now believe everything Prevention magazine says, I’m deathly afraid of the sun. …
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Me and My Mouse-Killing Hero on Memorial Day
I'm learning we'll do scary things if there's a trusted pair of arms waiting for us in the water.
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About two weeks ago, on a Friday night, Clayton and I were spending the evening lazying it up on the couch. Apparently, Friday evenings can put some little creatures hard at work, and one of those happened to catch my eye as it scurried from under the bathroom door, around the corner of the wall to the kitchen, and right up under the stove. Yes. I saw it with my very own eyes — the fuzzy grey fur, the long, …