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She’s Baaack!

She’s Baaack!

9/26/2012 How does so much time go by? Life changes so quickly and I keep forgetting to chronicle all the adventures and important minutiae. As of August 1, 2012, my formerly troubled teen moved back in with me. I asked her to, believe it or not. I didn’t like the way she was living—her apartment was dirty and, even though I went over to clean it every now and again, it was painful to see how gross she decided to…

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How to Create a Blog Post That Keeps on Topic When the Topic Is Not the Topic Anymore

How to Create a Blog Post That Keeps on Topic When the Topic Is Not the Topic Anymore

3/2/2012 I started this blog when my younger of two daughters was 16 and had been trouble with a capital T since 6th grade. Over the past couple of years—after 4 wrecked cars, countless court dates, no less than three bags of pot discovered, and so much more—I can say with great certainty that I don’t think my daughter is a fuck-up after all. Daughter’s been working at a very good job for over a year and is loved and respected…

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An Empty Nest = Simple Math

An Empty Nest = Simple Math

1/9/2012 I’ve discovered the number-one reason to accept your empty nest status—it is the single best way to improve your relationships with your children, especially the troublesome ones. Suddenly, you see all your hard work, nurturing, guiding, and good sense flowing from your offspring. It’s sort of like when they were little—you’d send them to a friend’s house and the parents would tell you what great manners your child had, something you didn’t see so much at home! No longer…

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Whelp, That Was Fast; She Moved Back Home

Whelp, That Was Fast; She Moved Back Home

1/13/2011 Here’s an update I didn’t think I’d be making any time soon. My “troubled teen,” whom I thought had made it in the big world is BACK HOME. I definitely have many mixed feelings about it. I was beginning to get used to the peace and cleanliness in my house (not the quiet). It was effortless to be home—for over a month it was orderly, organized, clean, and good-smelling. There were no children, no big dirty shoes, no litter…

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