Weekend Wanderer
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Weekend Wanderer: A Few Kids and a Sick Dog, Part 1
I’m going to tell you — warn you? — right now. This story is a two-parter. So much happened in October. I mean, yes, you’re…
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Weekend Wanderer: Oh, My Aching … Everything
I’m playing hurt. You’ll recall that time I tripped over my son, spraining both wrists, bruising both knees, and tearing my jeans. Those bruises on…
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Weekend Wanderer: A Ghost Story … Maybe
Last year, I told you a spooky tale, a true story, about a time I was certain — so certain! — someone was in the…
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Weekend Wanderer: The Thriller I Just Watched Reminds Me of This Cherished Family Tradition
By the time you read this, I’ll be at the cabin. The cabin was once a routine destination for me. But life happens and now…
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Weekend Wanderer: I’ve Been Up to No Good Behind My Husband’s Back
I’ve been cheating. Netflix cheating. It’s not my fault. Factors beyond my control led to my deceit. Also, my husband Netflix cheated on me first. …
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Weekend Wanderer: You’re Camping Where?
I couldn’t tell you the entire story behind our houseguests. Until now. See, I didn’t want you to know I’ve been alone since they left. …
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Weekend Wanderer: The Six Hours I Came Unglued Over
Last week, we discussed my houseguest meltdown. I think we’re all familiar with my inability to play it cool. Rest assured this little sleepover was…
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Weekend Wanderer: Houseguests Make Me Frantic
When my husband started hunting, I mean, really leaned into it — target in the backyard, arrow holes in the shed wall, multiple game freezers…
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Weekend Wanderer: I Rented a Hot Car
I am the first person ever to rent a car. Now, I know what you’re saying. And you’re right. My husband did, in fact, rent…
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Weekend Wanderer: It Was a Bad Week
It was one of those weeks. You know the kind. The Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day weeks. The SpaceCamp weeks.…
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Weekend Wanderer: How Many Shopping Services Does One Woman Need?
Near the end of Poltergeist, an invisible entity holds mom Diane in her bedroom, preventing her from reaching her children. Her screaming children, settled in…
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Weekend Wanderer: Cities of the World, We Need a Word
I have an agreement with the cities of the world. I love cities. I find things to do in them, like museums and used bookstores. …
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Weekend Wanderer: A Theory … or a Runaway Imagination
My son thinks my father-in-law is D.B. Cooper. Yes. The notorious plane hijacker. I would hesitate to say this in print but for two things. …
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Weekend Wanderer: A Day at the Museum
Last year, a friend and I visited a museum. Being the only visitors in the cozy, industrial space, we had a private tour with a…
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Weekend Wanderer: I Want to Get Rid of My Piano … Maybe
I could complain about this being scuba season, but you’ve probably had enough of that. So I won’t tell you I’m unraveling because I’m scuba…
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Weekend Wanderer: Sometimes, I’m a Bad Parent
I chose La Salle University for grad school because, well, the school has some good-looking dudes. That’s it. That’s the only reason. I didn’t care…
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Weekend Wanderer: A Dysfunctional Relationship with Time
It was a bright, balmy morning when I pulled into the Temple of Doom’s parking lot. Willie had an appointment. Willie’s primary care provider requested…
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Weekend Wanderer: Summer Tax Season
The taxes still are not filed. To recap, last year I discovered Willie hadn’t filed a tax return since 2018. Worse, it’s not like Willie…
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