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the chutzpah files: April 2012
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Thursday, April 19, 2012. Good news, sweet news, and old news. Resulting in an uncomfortable and fussy infant. Grandpa swooped in to the rescue, with soothing pats and words for my poor little one. His calm words and touch helped her belch like a sailor and sleep once more. The weekend before the Kid was born, David and I attended a Navy ball. Dave had...
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the chutzpah files: August 2013
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Saturday, August 24, 2013. I've fallen, and I can't. My Dad and The Kid. I haven't much felt like writing since my dad passed away. The tumor in his head won the turf war with his brain. It was early April when he slipped into a coma. A day later, two weeks before his 63rd birthday, he slipped away. He was one of the good ones. I miss him every day. Yester...
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the chutzpah files: The day after my birthday
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Friday, February 15, 2013. The day after my birthday. Yesterday, I turned 37. Today, we found out the tumor in my dad's head has grown. I keep thinking about The Kid: how much you enjoy her company, how delightful your relationship is and will be- is supposed to be- far into the future. It's not fair! I want that for both of you! Please don't go yet!
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False Reckonings: December 2007
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Thursday, December 13, 2007. Last weekend we waded our way through throngs of European tourists celebrating the weak dollar to see Barneys Recycled Christmas display (check out their collection of green, fair-trade, organic, and sustainable gifts here. Posted by Hannah L @ 6:18 PM. Friday, December 07, 2007. Wood Chips and MOG. What you are about to read may shock you. Younger readers should only proceed with adult supervision. We hit the trail. The Connecticut Wine Trail. Maura and Dwayne's new cat Melv...
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the chutzpah files: There's no place like home
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Tuesday, May 29, 2012. There's no place like home. The Kid has recently started smiling, and she was a sunny presence all week, smiling whenever she was awake and not suffering from gas pains. Her Granddad, Bryon, got it right when he told me that she seems to like everything- except gas. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe To The Chutzpah Files.
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the chutzpah files: May 2012
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Tuesday, May 29, 2012. There's no place like home. The Kid has recently started smiling, and she was a sunny presence all week, smiling whenever she was awake and not suffering from gas pains. Her Granddad, Bryon, got it right when he told me that she seems to like everything- except gas. Thursday, May 3, 2012. My sister, the Sahmnambulist. Now's the time ...
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the chutzpah files: December 2011
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Sunday, December 11, 2011. The view from inside. I'm unhappy a lot of the time. And then I feel a little kick in the abdomen. A little morse code message from inside that says "Mama, I'm here! And I think at her as loud as I know how (sometimes actually speaking it), "Oh baby! Please don't think this unhappiness is because of you! And then I feel guilty...
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the chutzpah files: My Kid's Sleep Could Beat Up Your Kid's Sleep!
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Thursday, August 2, 2012. My Kid's Sleep Could Beat Up Your Kid's Sleep! My sister, the. I know that her easy sleep habits and her sunny disposition are the result of her inherent personality, not my good parenting, but I cannot help but feel a swell of pride as I put The Kid to bed and resist the urge to call the SAHMnambulist to say "nanny nanny boo boo!
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the chutzpah files: August 2012
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Sunday, August 12, 2012. An update on Grandma Marian. A lot of people have been asking me lately how my mom is doing, so I thought I'd do a public update. While she still has some work ahead of her to get back to pre-coma energy and mobility, on the whole, she is doing great! Bode Floors (in honor of Gallery 44) presents Summer Camp for Grownups. Tips and ...
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the chutzpah files: March 2012
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Supreme self-confidence. Yiddish. This is the story of my life. Digest version. The chutzpah comes in where I actually believe you care about my life. Wednesday, March 28, 2012. This is kind of a big deal. Not surprisingly, I didn't get everything done I was hoping to do before her arrival (I was counting on another week, since we were still more than 2 weeks from the estimated due date). Also not surprisingly, I don't care all that much now about what didn't get done. Wednesday, March 21, 2012. I was at...
