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Almost Down For The Count; Dancing Queen To The Rescue

Sometimes we lose it! And, officially, I have. You’ll see why if you watch the video at the end. But first, remember Rocky? The ref would start counting, and Rocky wouldn’t get up? And we were cheering him on, begging him. “You can do it! One more time!” Forever the spectator, I’ve never desired to… Continue reading Almost Down For The Count; Dancing Queen To The Rescue

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My Closet Red Light District

Author Update: This post was written during a season when I was going through chemo and leaning hard on humor, heat, and the healing power of a red-lit closet. I’m sharing it now because sometimes, the most extraordinary things happen in the most unlikely places—even in a sauna surrounded by sweatpants, boots, and a little… Continue reading My Closet Red Light District

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A Terrorific Toast To A Greek Honeymoon Nothing

What happens after a 35,000-foot high romance? Though I’d like to cut straight to the terrific part and toast Alex on his birthday, all things terror is on my mind lately (chemo starts Wednesday). It got me to wonder, though, how could terror and terrific be such opposites? Turns out terrific used to have a… Continue reading A Terrorific Toast To A Greek Honeymoon Nothing