Eat Your Brussels Sprouts

April 12, 2016 / 0 Comments
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John Waters, the famous writer and director of twisted, weird films, once wrote an essay in which he described Brussels sprouts as “little balls of hell.” I laughed for three days after I read that essay, and the next time I went to the supermarket, I bought a bag of Brussels sprouts. I had never […]

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Red Means Red

April 5, 2016 / 0 Comments
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If you’re ever downtown at 5PM standing on any corner of Grant Street, count how many cars, trucks, busses, bicyclists and pedestrians speed, squeeze, run or jaywalk on a red light. Almost weekly, I see people, in, on and out of vehicles, cheat death because there’s no way they are going to sit tight and […]

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The Root of All Meanness

March 22, 2016 / 4 Comments
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Mean is in. Every day, I see examples of human meanness on TV, in magazines, newspapers, in schools, on the street, in our homes, and in politics. It’s very clear.  People love meanness. People love to be entertained by violent TV shows and movies. People idolize professional sports stars who are thugs, cheaters, and liars. […]

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Rock Bottom Manners

March 15, 2016 / 0 Comments
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Well-behaved children dumbfound me, especially when I see them in a nice restaurant. I don’t mean a restaurant where you dab your mouth on white linens and dine by candlelight, but a restaurant that has adult hazards and distractions, like high-top chairs and tall glasses of beer that could topple, break, and spill. When my […]

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Big Bully Me

March 8, 2016 / 0 Comments
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I hate bullying, which is why I regret my personal history of minor prepubescent harassment. Growing up, I was never a good girly-girl. I much preferred to climb trees than play with dolls. In fact, I played so hard I ripped holes in my jeans and wore out shoes at a rate that alarmed and […]

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Big Bully Me

March 8, 2016 / 0 Comments
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I hate bullying, which is why I regret my personal history of minor prepubescent harassment. Growing up, I was never a good girly-girl. I much preferred to climb trees than play with dolls. In fact, I played so hard I ripped holes in my jeans and wore out shoes at a rate that alarmed and […]

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Kindergarten Politics

March 1, 2016 / 0 Comments
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Yesterday, I read that the governor of South Carolina said that one prominent Presidential candidate is “everything we teach our kids not to do in kindergarten.” Her comment amused and pained me because, in truth, I’ve been thinking the same thing about most politicians for a while. Optimist that I am, I believe that tolerance, […]

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Jumbo Histrionics

February 23, 2016 / 0 Comments
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It was a hockey night in Pittsburgh, and I was looking forward to my two favorite Penguins vs. Red Wings game traditions. First, I enjoyed listening to my husband get lightly heckled for wearing a Red Wings jersey. Oh, come one. He deserves it. And if you’re going to be heckled at a Pittsburgh sporting […]

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Kitchen Deficiency

February 16, 2016 / 2 Comments
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I thought I was a good cook. I spent years cooking for my growing sons and all that time, I felt confident that I could make spaghetti and meatballs with the best of moms. However, now that my boys are grown, I can, in hindsight, admit that my kitchen skills are deficient. My recent attempt […]

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Kitchen Deficiency

February 16, 2016 / 4 Comments
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I thought I was a good cook. I spent years cooking for my growing sons and all that time, I felt confident that I could make spaghetti and meatballs with the best of moms. However, now that my boys are grown, I can, in hindsight, admit that my kitchen skills are deficient. My recent attempt […]

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