Category Archives: Land of Coffee

Clearly, they are feeding the preschoolers shrooms again…

To say our five-year-old daughter Akeyla has an active imagination would be an understatement. She lives in a world of rainbows, unicorns, fairies, and butterflies. Every day is costume day. If one tutu looks great, well, then three tutus, plus … Continue reading

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The Lottery.

We didn’t even want Akeyla to go to that stupid charter school everyone in Asheville applies to, we told ourselves. “I don’t know if I even want to send Akeyla to that school,” said Matt. “It’s so far. I don’t … Continue reading

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The Day the Magic Died.

I parked the van in the driveway and Astrid and I loaded up the day’s things to head inside. Taekwondo uniform, water bottle, wet boots, homework folder.  As we made our way up the sidewalk, she said, apropos of nothing, … Continue reading

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If I Raise $1000 for Ethiopian Children I Will Make a Video of Myself Rapping “Lose Yourself” by Eminem and Post it on the Internet Because that Makes Perfect Sense.

It seems you can’t swing a dead cat without hitting a piece of jewelry inscribed with the quote “Be the change you want to see in the world.” Well, if the world wants to see someone sitting at her computer … Continue reading

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In which I take the girls to the park and everyone cries.

  Horrible mothers make their children walk on beautiful paths like this. My whole goal for this weekend – while Matt is off cracking craft beers with his college buddies at a wedding on a beautiful windswept Carolina beach – … Continue reading

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