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Freckles McGee isn’t really her name, but it may as well be. Or maybe ‘The Situation’ is a better name for her.

by Ali Martell

on December 22, 2009 in Identity

We have this family friend. We’ll call her Freckles McGee. She has a heart of gold. GOLD. She is a good citizen, a good person, a good Christian. But, hoo boy, is she totally and completely off her damn rocker. She is a multi-millionaire and lives in a giant plantation-like house in Atlanta, but, she [...]

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Nothing Says Merry Christmas Like A Pair Of Fuzzy Balls

by Meghan

on December 17, 2009 in We Like Stuff

And by balls, I mean testicles. These are my Santa Pants. I have worn them every year, throughout the month of December, for the past 8 years. Yes, I wear them outside of the house.  But really only to get  the mail or put up the Christmas lights.  Maybe to get gas. I don’t wear [...]

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Christmas morning traditons that hopefully don’t include bleeding-eye caterpillars

by Angie Pangie

on December 15, 2009 in Identity

I kind of swear that I’m not 12. But I like things to stay the same. I like things to stay traditional as I see it in my head. If traditions don’t stay the same, puppies bleed from their eyeballs like they were stung by that weird Brazilian spiny caterpillar I saw on NatGeo last [...]

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Christmas With the Crankies, Part II

by Allison

on November 30, 2009 in Identity

When Laef and I got married, we made a pretty easy agreement that we would split holiday time with our families. So, one year we go to Missouri to see his family and the next year we see my family in California. We spent 2007 with my family and last year with Laef’s. I’ve worked [...]

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Why pay a professional like me when you can do it yourself?

by Mishelle Lane

on November 25, 2009 in EZPZ

Every November I start to prepare my children.  I give them pep talks about what’s going to happen, drilling into their precious minds that no matter what they do it’s gonna take place.  Like it or not! I tell the eldest that he’s going to wear a damn Polo shirt, and that I don’t really [...]

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