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Lord of the Ring
My boyfriend wants to give me an engagement ring for my birthday, and I’m all with it—except I know it’s going to be too small. He’s an understated kind of guy in general, and he makes a really good salary—but he hates being flashy. So I’m pretty sure the ring is going to be tasteful.…
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The Ring's The Thing
I am engaged and thrilled—love my fiancé, love his family. Love that my family is happy our families will be joined, and That his family feels the same way. In fact, they were so happy, they gave him his grandmother’s ring to pass on to me. Not so thrilling. For one thing, it’s set in…
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Getting Outta There
There’s an interesting story making the rounds on the web this week: it’s about a graduate student in Northern California who applied for an internship at Cisco, got one, —and then went on Twitter to muse aloud that she wasn’t too cool on Cisco, hated the idea of commuting from the Bay Area to San…
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When Your Job Goes Away…
It’s a rare person who doesn’t know someone who has lost a job in this recession. Sometimes, it ‘s the person staring back in the mirror. Ironically, I’ve spent a lot of time reporting on how the worsening economic situation affects people on a human level, and last week, our office got some first-hand experience…
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Heard It Through The Grapevine
“If you have nothing nice to say…come sit by me.” The late Alice Roosevelt Longworth did have a way with words, and those words truly were embroidered on a pillow she impishly placed in her Washington parlor. Most guests didn’t have to be encouraged. Teddy Roosevelt’s willful, sharp-spoken daughter was known for her love of…
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Dinner at 8….or Not
Ever had this happen: You’ve invited people to dinner. You’re running around like a crazy person, checking your table settings, monitoring the oven, hoping the wine will chill by the time people get there. You’re calculating till the last minute how much time you have to shower and dress (your once hoped-for relaxing, 15-minute shower…
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TRASHED
When I was little, all the ladies on the street would be seen at some point in the day with brooms in their hands. They routinely swept their walks and steps and pretty much dared anyone to walk down the street and drop trash in their gutters. Trashing your own neighborhood—or someone else’s—just wasn’t done.…
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Gettin Buggy Wid It
Strollers are wonderful inventions—nothing beats being able to wheel your child along for several blocks when the weight of carrying him would rip your arms from their sockets. They’re definitely necessities—but when did they get so huge? I’ll admit it: my “baby” is about to graduate from high school, and when he was small enough…
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Better Recognize!
Segregation didn’t have a ton of advantages but one of them was the communal assumption of a shared group of values. For instance, when you passed someone on the street, whether it was someone you knew of a stranger, you spoke, or nodded or otherwise recognized the presence of another human being. Lately I’ve been…
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Minding Our Ps and Queues
It’s the end of a long and trying day and you stop by the market for just a few things: Some milk, a roll of paper towels, a couple of lemons. You step into the line clearly marked EXPRESS only to discover that the person ahead of you is unloading what looks like the weekly…
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