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The Love Dog

There are some dogs who take getting used to. They bark too much, they jump on you, they’re fearful. Not Max. From day one Max was the Love Dog.

No, he wasn’t perfect, but who is? One of his knees had dislocated, long before he joined our pack, and the way he compensated forced undue pressure on his other rear leg. So, when we adopted him, he was already waddling with severely bowed back legs. Didn’t matter. He stole everyone’s heart.

And Gary’s armchair. Read the rest of this entry »

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Mommy Dearest

Oprah – raped by an uncle. Augusten Burroughs –   his bizarre mother sent him to live with her psychiatrist. Joan Crawford’s daughter (does anyone even remember her name?) –  beat with hangars (which she now admits never really happened). Michael Jackson? Don’t even get me started.

Well, boohoo. I’m here to say we all had unhappy childhoods to one degree or another, so get off your whiney bandwagons. How many people have gotten famous despite – or earned fame as a result of  – describing how horribly unhappy their childhood was? Tolstoy said it best: every unhappy family is unhappy in it’s own way. We just don’t get paid to bellyache about it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Weapons of A** Destruction

Now that Mothers’ Day is over and we  have some time until Fathers’ Day, it’s time to reminisce about our parents in a not-so-rose-colored-glasses way. My friend Billy and I recently had a jolly good time discussing what “tools of discipline” our parents used on us. And I got to thinking: how many different ways did our parents beat us? Read the rest of this entry »

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Throwing in the Towel

I don’t know what it was like in your house, growing up, but in the Lo Sapio household, you did not use paper towels unless it was absolutely necessary. (I can’t tell you how hard it is to avoid suggesting to my house guests that they should use the hand towel, hanging from the cabinet door). Funny, huh? Well, old habits die hard. Yes, I use a paper cup more than once. . . okay, I admit it; I use the same paper cup for several mornings in a row when I brush my teeth. Hey, it’s my germs! I’m allowed to “double dip.”

But I know your secret. Read the rest of this entry »

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I’m Sorry

I’m sorry that it’s raining today. I’m sorry that my husband was late for work. I’m sorry I’m not taller. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Why the hell do women apologize for things they didn’t do, have no control over and have no reason to be sorry for?

I don’t know, but I’m really sorry that they do. Read the rest of this entry »

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