Sara

All of this wedding talk has started me thinking about break-ups. Or, rather, how one deals with break-ups. Even more specifically, how I dealt with break-ups. Not that I’ve had a lot of people break up with me: quite honestly, I’m pretty much the last train home to the cat’s meowing pajamas and all...
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My three week hiatus, from Frothygirlz, has been filled with (exhaustingly) charming activities…which I shall now list: Rescuing/acquiring a kitten. (Because I simply didn’t have enough to fill my days with in planning my own wedding.) Separating and helping to maintain said kitten’s life from our adult cat. (Adult cat is superbly bitchy and...
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While uniquely capable of finding and procuring the ‘right gift’ for almost anyone, I constantly struggle to recognize holidays. I have the ‘big ones’ down, Yom Kippur, Hallowe’en, and my own birthday, but I rarely remember Memorial Day, President’s Day, or Labour day until I’m already at the Post Office cursing their hours. This...
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Today, for one day only, Boy Wonder and I are going to undertake the total task of registering for our wedding. Personally, I would rather scramble an egg on my face and into my ear than go shopping. I’m pretty sure Boy Wonder feels similar, with the exception that he actually likes eggs. Fortunately,...
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If you are me (and maybe be glad that you are not me right now), you have put in a lot of time making sure your wedding isn’t cheesy, flouncy, covered in offensive roses, invaded by pink items, free of hearts intertwining until they explode, etc. Also, if you are me, you will have...
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If you know me, my feelings for children aren’t exactly muted. I don’t mix well with the little beings. Most are ridiculously loud, the lot of them are messy, and for the life of me, I cannot understand why so many adults put themselves in positions caring for something that resembles an alien for...
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Last week, Boy Wonder suggested an article covering wedding songs which should really not be played at our wedding…much less played at anyone’s wedding. It’s a fun sort of subject that I used to contemplate during my ‘I’m single and probably staying that way, but if I was going to get married…’ days. It’s...
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  Last Wednesday, I questioned myself if it was kinda bad that I would rather concentrate on the NHL Playoffs than my wedding dress. My saving grace, here, is that if you happen to be a Detroit Red Wings fan, you will quickly and confidently answer, ‘Nope.’ The Wings have been my team ever...
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There are oodles of really important things/lies I could claim I’ve been doing during my hiatus from Frothygirlz. Most importantly, though, I’ve just been feeling sorry for myself and tossing out excuses of artistic under-stimulation. Fortunately, my Boy Wonder and I made a pact that he’d get back into playing music and I’d get...
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