Category Archives: Tiny Sarah

Last December Saturday

Saturday sent me on an emotional rollercoaster.  Cliché as it may sound, I found myself pondering the circle of life and all its bittersweet manifestations.  Two people very dear to my heart commemorated their birthdays.  A very special little girl would … Continue reading

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Busy Beaver

Why am I embarrassed to announce I have four dates this weekend?  It makes me feel borderline shameful, like I’m Cupid’s harlot, trying to maximize efficiency.  Don’t judge.  I look forward to lunch today with J and a post-work rendezvous … Continue reading

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Am I dreaming?

Once upon a time there was a delightful haven, cozy and inviting.  Filled with family, friends, and food– delicious food— countless experiences occur in this sacred space.  20+ years of my personal narrative include memories made here.  It’s always been … Continue reading

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Spotted again

Z and I recognized one of our monthly anniversaries on the 23rd.  Logging another thirty days isn’t worth much celebration [we’ll save that for the yearlies], but our day ended up being meaningful for a variety of reasons, two very … Continue reading

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Working where I do serves as an exercise in restraint.  I’m constantly surrounded fashionable, comfortable, and well made shoes.  If I didn’t have children I would gladly take my earnings in store credit.  Customers often ask me how I even … Continue reading

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Let me live that fantasy

Other than getting from point A to point B, awesome things happen when I ride in Sarah’s car.  Such as hearing music on the radio I never would have heard otherwise.  As soon as I got home I looked this … Continue reading

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