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the year was 2020.

And that year is over. ‘Yay‘ I guess? But contrary to what many seem to think, the clock striking midnight on January 1st didn’t suddenly send us to the comfort of the before times. So… I thought I’d try finding … Continue reading

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thought for the day. #2

I was looking for one of those ‘Snuggie’ wearable blankets as a sort of joke Christmas gift, and I came across this. I don’t know if this is funny to everyone or if my sense of humor is fucked up… … Continue reading

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alive… and live.

I’m alive! Miss me? No? Well, I’m here anyway. Sorry. I can sense your disappointment from here. I have a new and improved (hopefully you’ll agree) RedBubble shop. Which is live. It’s called first draft because, really, most of my … Continue reading

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Well, thank fuck. p.s. — I can already feel the lines and dark circles on my face reversing.           ©2020 what sandra thinks

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thought for the day.

If I find joy in nothing else today, at least I have the dude at the Dunkin drive-thru who has a sexy-ass voice.   p.s. — And this post just proves that I’m still alive. I know you’ve been spending … Continue reading

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the anxiety of reading.

If there was ever a question that I have too much stress and anxiety, rest assured, there is no doubt. I have a shit ton. Over the last few weeks, I’ve been reading. A lot. Thirty-eight books in about three … Continue reading

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my assignment.

I had an appointment with my NP last week and she left me with an assignment. We talked about my parenting worries—specifically that I think I’m a terrible mom… and that my own mom was so much better. ‘How was … Continue reading

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throwing cake.

When did birthdays stop being fun? I think maybe it was after 29. Sometimes I still give that as my age. It’s a lie. My family was going to throw a party for me at Mom’s… where we always gather … Continue reading

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