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Losing My Marbles
Nine hundred and forty marbles. On the day your child is born, if you fill a jar with 940 marbles, you'd have in your hands the number of weeks between that child's birth and his 18th birthday. That's a hefty jar, maybe too heavy to hold with only one hand. All shiny...
Good For You
I've never seen a fat honey bee. This, despite their diet of some of the sweetest stuff out there. Those ladies are going 90 miles an hour round-the-clock, though, so that could have something to do with their trim figures. As a kid, I ate whatever I could get my...
Rub-a-Dub-Dub
A friend of mine ends each hectic day by soaking in a hot bath, a time of uninterrupted luxury that I've heard of but never actually experienced, like those TV ads for all-inclusive resorts full of super-model couples getting tandem massages. Now that the kids are...
Dinosaur Delight
It didn't strike all at once. The dinosaur thing was kind of a slow burn; maybe you could call it an awakening. I'm not even all that interested in dinosaurs to be honest. The little I know about them comes from when my little brother was around three, and he...
Chill
An Alabama university town like the one I happen to be in today is all business. Herds of students laden with backpacks schlep to class, earbuds in, dodging traffic at crosswalks. The stadium parking attendant must have been NSA in a past life. No way was I parking...
High Dive
For a couple of magical years when I was very young, we had a house with a pool in Florida. I remember clear blue water and palm trees. My older sisters practiced diving off the board while I made up mermaid games in the shallow end and my toddler brother tried his...