FYI, I could not decide on a title, so, yes, you got all three. Bull Balls This is what I love about my job, it opens my door to the coolest people and their fascinating…
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I was going to post something different this morning, but then I almost died, so I changed my tack. Granted, my take on this morning's events might be a slight exaggeration, but we'll never know,…
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I just switched banks. Because I'm traveling a bunch and because of a few perks, I left our adorable, local island bank for Sovereign. As I was closing my local account, the bankeress was asking…
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Surprisingly, this post applies to my male readers too - and to people that don't consider themselves to be pretty (you really are, like it or not). Writers, freelancers, work from homers - whoever you…
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I got a phone call yesterday afternoon. Well, first I got a message via LinkedIn requesting the call, then I got the call. It was from a recruiter. Offering a very (very) high paid job…
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'This is a very simply game. You throw the ball, you catch the ball, you hit the ball. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Sometimes...it rains." Bull Durham As I see it, one of my…
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I have an uncanny sense of smell. Seriously, I've broken up with people over it. Not because they liked the smell of lavender while I insist on freesia and lilac, but because they didn't smell…
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Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another - Madonna And here we are, eh? The freelancing community has a knack for getting tied up in knots, literally, in our dependency…
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When I was pregnant, I had a serious problem with smell. This wasn't completely out of the ordinary - other women get like this too, but it usually goes away after the first trimester. Mine…
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Really, I am. I'm sending you elsewhere...(but just for a little field trip). Because today, I have a post that lives on a different blog. It's a little, teeny, tiny blog with oh, I don't…
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Jumper Cables…
