My Dog is Chelsea

“Laura, I’ve been reading your blog,” a friend said to me recently. “It’s funny, but can I ask you something?” “Sure.” “What’s the point?” Good question. The answer: there is none. I’m not of the opinion that everything needs to happen for a reason, especially when I’m procrastinating. Procrastination is reason enough. The conversation reminded [...]

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Here in Oregon, we’re not allowed to pump our own gas. It’s a very bizarre law, but it’s totally fine with me because I am lazy and don’t want to get out of my car to fuel it up. Anyway, this morning I rolled up to the Arco for a fill-up. Rather than waste the [...]

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What a week! Gremlins, more gremlins and plenty ‘o food. First So you know how sometimes Microsoft Word just sucks? How there’s a little gremlin that hides between your words, ready to throw everything off by inexplicably typing one word in a different font and not letting it go back to normal? Well. I discovered [...]

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Excuse me while I complain about something totally minor. I rolled my ankle at a frisbee tournament two-and-a-half weeks ago. It wasn’t a bad injury—very little swelling, if any, and no bruising—and I expected to be running on it in a week. Plus, I immediately started in with the RICE routine (Rest, Ice, Compress, Elevate) [...]

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Hanu has more patience than I do.

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