Tag: family
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Meatball hugs.
Sometimes I’m a mystery to myself. As I’ve mentioned many, many times before, I do not like to cook. However, my favorite thing to do is watch cooking shows. There has to be some hidden psychology going on there. It’s not like I think one day I’ll see something that looks so good that I’ll…
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Peace be with you, Tiffany.
When I set out to write this blog, I never intended for it to be so much of me reminiscing about my childhood, but since I never forget anything (blessing & a curse) and some of it’s too funny not to share, why not? Plus, it’s my bloggy and I’ll do what I want to,…
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I Marie Kondo-ed my closet.
Sort of. I didn’t hug my old clothes and tell them they served me well before gently placing them in a pile to be donated. Instead I tore through that shit knowing that I was kidding myself if I thought I’d ever wear 3/4 of it again and stuffed it all in a bag with…
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