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Happy Mother’s Day!

Today, my mother is spending the day resting at home and playing with Comang, whom she had graciously agreed to watch for us while we are away. When I called her to wish her a Happy Mother's Day and she enthusiastically replied, "Happy Mother's Day to you too!" (FYI, J doesn't think that this Mother's Day "counts" for me because the baby's not yet born. Poo on him.) We had booked this vacation without realizing it fell on a holiday, so I will be celebrating Mother's Day with my mom next Sunday instead. I asked her what she wanted to do, and she said she wanted to go baby shopping so that's that (should we go to Babies"R"Us or buybuyBABY?). I also...

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Where Were You When…

Yesterday I read that the Nevermind baby is now grown up and working for the artist who designed the Obama Hope posters. The Nevermind-wha? This CD cover may help jog your memory: It's hard to believe that this much time has passed since the release of Nirvana's ground-breaking album. I once read that our generation's Kennedy assassination — meaning the prompting and universal understanding of the question "Where were you when Kennedy was shot?" — is the late Princess Diana's tragic car crash. I disagree. Among my group of friends, among those who lived out our angst-ridden teenage years in American suburbia, the better question would be, "Where were you when Kurt Cobain committed suicide?" And to answer my own question, I was at school. More specifically,...

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