Maybe it’s because we’re both from small-town America or maybe it’s just a coincidence, but Nathan and I love Christmas more than any other young, childless adults I know. Sure, when you have a baby, then people understand “your affinity for elf culture.” Or, hey, maybe if I still lived in Waco, Texas where entertainment [...]
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Every day at about 4:30pm, I have, what I’ve come to think of as, my Day’s Closing Chat with my coworker and friend Jenelle. She gets in early so she’s leaving for the day at about that time, and I’m usually a little punchy from one rote task or another. Tuesday’s DCC was about my butt. [...] Welcome to my little neck of the virtual woods. Things are a bit rugged around these parts at the moment, but do not fear. A plan is afoot. Or, as they say in England, a scheme. A scheme is afoot! Why doesn’t scheme have negative connotations in the Mother Country?! Soon, the blog pimpin’ elves will [...] |
 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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