Fight Manager

This is to be the last year of my 30s. Which doesn't really bother me. But I'm becoming more and more acutely aware that no matter how blithe my attitude toward fitness, how youthful my culinary choices ( #tatertots), or how in touch with fashion my In Style keeps me, the fact is: aging is... Continue Reading →

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In Which Christina Tries to Find the Poetry in “Breaking One’s Ass at the Bowling Alley”

Spoilers: There is no poetry in breaking one's ass at the bowling alley. And even sadder, this was not even my most epic fail. So, picture it-- the Ft. Leavenworth Strike Zone, moments after leaving a child home with her father, in a fit of rage and tears and possibly blood because the toy she'd... Continue Reading →

Mother Knows Best

(fanfare)  We are in our new house!  And after three weeks, we now have internet AND an official mailing address!  And you know what that means:  Not only do I have my things about me, but now I am at liberty to AQUIRE MORE. I have realized much about myself during these past few months... Continue Reading →

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