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It’s snowing to the point of a white out, especially when another car blasts by you and spews more fluffy white snow into the air. The streets are slick because it’s that almost wet snow that makes a perfectly icy surface. And Alaskan drivers pass you in exasperation because you insist on going slightly below the speed limit in the hope of making it home alive. Not only that, but they zip by you with coffee in one hand, a cell phone in the other and the only things controlling their car being their foot on the gas pedal and

You know how they have those packaging stores? Well, I think someone should open an unpackaging store where people can go with their new purchases and have someone else wrestle off the freakishly strong plastic wrap. It would earn a million dollars a month easily.  I’d do it but my hands are just starting to heal from the battle to get the plastic wrap off the new headset I just bought…which, after much blood loss, turns out to not have the right connection for my phone so I have to return it…along with the bloodied plastic wrap. Which I will

Because if I think about them while getting dental work, the dental work isn’t half so horrendous.

I lie in bed at night with both dogs curled up tightly at my side. I reach over Blue to scratch Blondie’s belly. My arm’s movement over Blue’s side as I scratch Blondie also stroke her. Both lie there, eyes somewhat glazed, totally at peace. The picture of utter contentment. They’d had dinner, a walk, a special treat of a pig’s ear just because they’re so cute, and now they are curled up warm and comfy getting their bellies scratched. What’s not to like? They have all they could possibly imagine in life and, best of all, are pretty sure

The secret is out of the bag. Emily’s family and Greg’s family know about the pregnancy and I no longer have to avoid the phone for fear it will be Em’s mom Janis. I was sure I would accidentally spill the beans by slipping and screaming, “You’re going to be a grandmom again!  oops.”

I resolve to never again get into a serious argument over whether or not Dick Cheney is Darth Vadar come to life and that when he disappears from the public eye for months at a time, he’s actually out screwing up another galaxy.

Am I the only one who noticed that December 21 has come and gone. The shortest day of the year is history. It will only keep getting lighter. For those of us with night vision problems, may I officially say, “ Yea!”

I wonder how many inches of column space Benazir Bhutto got in America’s press in 2007 as compared to Paris Hilton?

Does the Spears family not represent the ultimate in American white trash? Finally, a title they can hold on to proudly without worrying about morals or sobriety getting in the way.

I spent an hour on the floor playing peekaboo with Abdul who was hiding under the couch.  I’d say, “Where’s Abdul” and from the other side of the hanging fold of upholstery I’d hear his little squaky voice say, “Come here.  Abdul, good bird, come here.” And yes, that actually did amuse me for almost an hour. I’m old and I’m easy. Get over it.

I spent the rest of the night holding a fifty pound dog in my lap who was totally freaked by the explosions. Blondie sat on my chest panting fish breath into my mouth and refusing