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by Missy Stevens | Guest Posts
It’s the last week of school at our house. Hold on a second, because just typing that sentence made me break out in hives and I need to do something about the itch. Okay, I’m back with a gin & tonic, and the hives feel much better. You silly people...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
The last week went a little like this: strep throat for one of my kids, strep throat for me (thanks, kid), cancer diagnosis for someone I love, a birthday for one of my kids, more fever for a kid. Did you catch that? A piano fell on our heads. It was not a simple...
by Missy Stevens | Guest Posts
Do not run to your calendars, it is not Wednesday. But… it is guest writer day. I’m switching things up on you this week. That’s how we keep our minds, uh, keep them, hmmm, oh – sharp. How we stay sharp. Or it’s just what we do when...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
The metaphorical piano has fallen on our heads this week. Even though our piano is not related to my children, I immediately thought of that post by my friend Amy, and how she compared her experience to a falling piano. Two weeks ago, I would have said about the same...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
I’m drinking a post-lunch cup of coffee and watching Murder She Wrote. Forget turning into my mother. I’ve skipped right on and have become my mother’s grandmother. Except I didn’t really skip, because that aggravates my trick hip. Truthfully –...
Lapsed homemaker. Looking to hire a full-time housekeeper who will work for the sheer joy of a job well done and free coffee. Interested parties, DM please. 
