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My aunt passed along some old pictures this morning and I can’t stop looking at them. Behold, my father as a young hipster. For some reason, I’ve always been obsessed with old pictures. In fact as a petulant middle child, I once compared all three baby books in my family–my brother’s, mine, and my baby sister’s–side [...] Let me tell you something. After a week of this…
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your body does not want to get out of bed in the morning. And while I do blame Maui a little, there’s another contributing factor. WE HAD A BED MAKEOVER! You see, recently we got massages and at [...] I’ve made a little promise to myself for all Green Scheme posts: I won’t blog about a Green Scheme until I’ve given it a few months. After all, LOTS of earth-friendly products and options seem awesome at first. It’s the long run that’s a little more questionable. As to honesty, well that’s just expected, right? When [...] Here’s a wedding tip from me to you: wish for bad luck during your ceremony. Wait, wait. Hear me out. You see, our wedding went off without a hitch and people had prepared me for the worst. One friend told me that only AFTER he got his wedding pictures back did he realize the fly [...] Pals, I didn’t tell you this because I worried how it would affect our friendship but now the truth must come out: we are in Hawaii. But wait, before you write us out of the will, let’s talk. We had to pay dearly for this vacation. Not with cashola, mind you, but mental perseverance. For instance, [...] As you probably (don’t care to) know (but I’m going to tell you anyway), I’m the little green sprite for my company. Okay, fine. That’s not what my business card says. It says something about eco-friendly travel, but I rather like little green sprite. Or if you prefer, you can call me the Jolly Green [...] This weekend, quite unexpectedly, I completed a decent draft of my new proposal. Look, I was just as surprised as you are. Here I had been moaning and groaning to anyone who would listen about how I was never going to finish this thing and then, all of the sudden, I did just that. And [...] |
 Alison Presley lives in San Francisco with her husband Nathan Bransford. She's locked in an unhealthy relationship with her work-in-progress (a novel). And so far this year she has wasted six months of her life on a college-level Statistics class and eaten more frozen pizza than she cares to admit. 
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