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My hair had never been what you would call “luxurious.”   Pantene shampoo marketers had never phoned and begged me to be in one of their com...

She maneuvered a sharp metal object mere millimeters from my eyes.   I tried desperately not to flinch while silently begging Please don’t s...

I was scrunched in my middle seat, saying futile prayers to The Gods of Travel that nobody would sit in the aisle seat.     The Window ...

Dear Loyal Shirt, I remember when we first met, at the mall of all places.   You beckoned me over from a metal rack where you were han...

I never wore glasses.   I can usually hear when a bus is driving up behind me.   I am able to outrun elderly people any day of the week. ...

The first time I ever heard the concept of a “B” list was when I was planning my wedding.   My mom told me that we should keep the number of...

When my younger son, Short, was about three years old, he became obsessed with zebras.   He adored stuffed animal zebras, books about zebras...