Monthly Archives: August 2012

Guilt Trips

Posted on August 31, 2012 by sestrick

Songs can be transformed into anthems, and anthems into hymns…but can the monotony of life be transformed into the rhythm of poetry? Louis C.K. waxed brilliant about the “vacation” that occurs for parents as they walk from the kids’ side to … Continue reading →

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Wedding Days

Posted on August 28, 2012 by sestrick

People say the nicest things about you on two particular occasions: your wedding and your funeral. Fortunately for us, my friends and I have been passing through the wedding stage recently, which is why The Husband and I found ourselves … Continue reading →

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The Hours

Posted on August 21, 2012 by sestrick

The age-old dilemma has been solved: it turns out there actually ARE more hours in the day. They just all occur before I want to wake up. This is what happens when children arrive, as they shift priorities and schedules … Continue reading →

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Alone with You

Posted on August 16, 2012 by sestrick

Some people have panic attacks; I have New York nostalgia attacks. One hit me yesterday in the Fresh Market parking lot, that bastion of suburban shopping and green groceries, where we go to assuage our guilt over plastic consumption and … Continue reading →

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Will Write for Attention

Posted on August 14, 2012 by sestrick

This week over here, I’m branching into uncomfortable (read: old Asian movie) and comfortable (read: judgment-offering) territory as I get artsy with the rest of the TWR gang.

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Weekly Grace

Posted on August 8, 2012 by sestrick

Today I dispense with the BS and talk about what really gets me scared over here.

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What We Leave Behind

Posted on August 6, 2012 by sestrick

A few days ago, during a week of glorious achievements and legendary finishes, I received a quiet portion of an early inheritance. The twenty-four-year-old Bible was passed over to me at lunch. I carried the book home with me and … Continue reading →

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Weekly Grace

Posted on August 2, 2012 by sestrick

Swimming and flipping to grace over here.

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