My Dog is Chelsea

“Grandma?”
“Who’s this?”
“It’s Laura.” My phone conversations with my grandmother invariably follow this pattern.
“Oh, hiya Laurie!” She babysits for someone named Laurie, and that confuses her a bit. I have come to learn to respond to any variation of Laur-. “How are you? Are you in school? Do you have a boyfriend?”
“I’m done with school, Grandma, [...]

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I’ve never mentioned this to you before, but once a week I tutor a refugee from an Eastern European country. We work on things like English conversation, grammar and vocabulary. It’s very fun and rewarding and all that good stuff, but there’s this one little problem I’m having trouble dealing with.
Nearly every week, I arrive [...]

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Lately, a book tag has been making the rounds in my circle of the blogosphere. Like most blog tags, I had no intention of participating, but a real-life twist made me realize that perhaps I should. You see, the tag I’ve seen takes the form of “best desert island book” or “book you wish you [...]

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Yesterday was my birthday and I made these:

That one you see with the bites taken out of it no longer exists—I ate it while my camera was uploading the picture. I used that finnicky recipe I blogged about a while ago that called for ridiculous things like butter with 82% butterfat and eggs that were [...]

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Because you’re supposed to get back on a horse after you’ve fallen off, the very day after returning from my bank robber/camping trip fiasco I left to go backpacking with my friend Megan in Mount Rainier National Park. I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit this—what with having lived in Colorado’s Front Range for four years—but it [...]

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