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Location: Massachusetts, United States Professional writer, educational advocate, opinionated ultra liberal mother of 18 year old twins, living life in the slow lane due to hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, congestive heart failure, and diabetes.

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Monday, March 19, 2007

What's for dinner tonight?

I'm still sick. I though I was getting better, but no. My head is about to explode and I'm definately going to need some real antibiotics to get this sinus infection out of my poor aching head.

What does a person need who has a terrible headache, a stuffy nose, and a constant cough? You guessed it. A big giant vat of chicken soup. Filled with aromatic veggies, big chunks of chicken, and bow tie egg noodles. Doesn't it look fabulously good if you're feeling under the weather?


What's for dessert, you ask? How about a nice apple-strawberry crisp? Topped with an oatmeal crispy crunchy crust and underneath? Bubbling granny smith apples and fresh strawberries. Only, somebody (and that would be mostly me) ate the vanilla ice cream that should be topping the crisp. Hey, I had a sore throat. Ice cream is about all I wanted to eat. So sue me!

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Tomorrow starts day on of the MCAS tests. I hate those tests with every fibre of my being. I think standardized tests are ridiculous. But in order to graduate from high school in my fair commonwealth, you must pass the MCAS. No exceptions. Every kid in 10th grade is required to pass the stupid test.

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I have called a specialist at Children's Hospital on 3 separate occasions to make an appointment for the Boy. I have gotten the run around, been lied to by his receptionist, and still have been unable to make an appointment. The receptionist refuses to return phone calls, is never at her desk, and if you DO catch her at her desk, she says that she doesn't schedule appointments and transfers you to some godforsaken outpost in Albania that tells you that no, you have to speak to the receptionist to make appointments. The receptionist that conveniently will not answer the phone again. Bitch.

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I am about to undertake a very serious decluttering task. Please send plenty of vibes my way. I am.... going to clean out.... the..... hall closet. The closet that everything and it's brother has been tossed into for the past 3 years. Ahem. I am doing this because I believe that a pair of shoes I would like to wear again in this lifetime are hidden under the rubble. In order to find the shoes, I must start clearing out the crap. Wish me luck.

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Oh, and happy Spring to all of you NOT around here. It's snowing here. Yeah. I'm just lovin' it.

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