August 30, 2021
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Los Angeles Review of Books – “The Monumental Unsaid” – A Conversation with Rachel Yoder
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September 8, 2016
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When Shots are Not Optional
Sometimes shots are necessary. Shots are necessary on the morning before your wedding, when you wake up full of angry, twitchy nerves, darting snappy comments at anyone who dares look...
August 15, 2016
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A Husband’s Assessment of the Contestants on The Bachelorette
photo source Because it's been two weeks since the final rose, and obviously she chose the exactly wrong type of guy (the relationship is a carbon copy of the ill-fated...
August 4, 2016
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Food Fails
Everything started out great. Two eggs from Wednesday’s Farmer’s Market, round and brown and full of potential. Nutty, grainy, bread, all set for the toaster. I give the first...
July 25, 2016
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18 [Equally Ineffective] Ways To Say “Stop Being An Asshole” To Your Child
“Let’s practice our patience.” “I can’t understand you when you whine.” “Use your words.” “Do you see Bobby’s sweaty, crimson, tear-smeared face? Can you hear his primordial howls...
June 28, 2016
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Creature Comforts
So I was at summer camp for grownups this past week. Lots of writing, lots of drinking, very little sleeping. Going into the experience, I knew I’d be staying...
June 22, 2016
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Playtime II
I experienced much of life at 10 Birch Drive as one half of a sister whole. Both of my parents are important influences, but in those days, they played...
June 15, 2016
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Revisiting Childhood Haunts
Even before I had kids, I was excited to bring them home, to my parents' house, the site of my childhood. What will they think of the pond edged with purple irises...
June 6, 2016
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Why Disney Classics Are Only For Grownups
Um, are there any Disney classics that are appropriate for sensitive almost four year olds? Sunday was rainy and dismal, and by 4pm, Brett's and my collective parental gas tank...
June 2, 2016
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Country Mouse
My husband and I met in New York City. For that reason, and for many others, I’ll always value my time there. But I was raised on 100 acres...