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Panic. Me. Now. Image by Flickr user star5112. (CC BY-SA 2.0)

Keeping Anxiety From Holding Me Back

Today I got an email from a lady wanting to interview me, in my capacity as parent. Super parent, apparently, because why else would she pick me? Yeah, she must think I'm a super parent. Anyway, it's for a new venture that includes a blog and some other things. The interview will be over video Skype. Yes. VIDEO SKYPE.
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Bullying, by Rennan Aiko on deviantART (CC BY 3.0)

Some Kind of Anti-Bullying Day

It seems like every single day is a National Day of these days. Some are pretty stupid, and all are a thinly veiled attempt to raise awareness for something and get people talking. This is a good thing for some issues, if we look past the contrived nature of it all.
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Books by Flickr user guldfisken

Through the Decades: My Life in Chapters

A friend just turned 30 the other day, saying he hoped this new decade was great. I felt the need to tell him that my 30s were better than my 20s, and that my 40s would likely be even better. My life has neatly arranged itself into decade-long chunks of time. Chapters of my life, if you will.
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Image copyright Allie Brosh, but I thought it might be fair use because this is the image she shared when she shared today's post. Please don't sue.

Allie Brosh and Depression

Years ago, I discovered the hilarious wonder that is Allie Brosh and her blog, Hyperbole and a Half. On a regular basis, I got to enjoy her brand of ridiculousness ("Clean ALL the things!"). I knew she battled depression, but she seemed to manage it at least to a level of being a functional adult. But then she disappeared. Not literally, but internet-wise. No more posts. She wasn't commenting on other blogs. People who knew...
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Pile of mail. Not mine, but it totally could be. By Flickr user uzvards (CC BY-SA 2.0)

Domestic Archaeology

Every once in a while, it all comes to a head. The house gets so cluttered and chaotic that we all kind of just go, "Ahhh!" and go on a cleaning and organizing rampage. (All but my son, who really, really hates such things. We make him help, dragging him along, metaphorically kicking and screaming.) We've hit one of those points.
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