For the past couple of weeks I’ve been struggling with my thoughts, my actions, and my words. As someone who typically makes sense of the clusterfuck of thoughts scrambling in her head through writing — or at least attempts to — I’ve felt more than a little bit lost. The horrific event that happened so…

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Coronavirus: What it means to all of us

While we’re all handling the self-imposed (or forced) quarantines in our own ways – hopefully by keeping our distance from others and doing all we can to flatten the curve of despair – the coronavirus (COVID-19) pandemic is wreaking havoc on our routine lives. Tragically, many people are affected in ways beyond imaginable, but for…

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For the past seven years since I’ve had the blog, I’ve reposted this story (or a version of it — it gets edited and updated every year)  on 9/11. Why? Because we all have our stories from that horrific day, and despite how much we’d like, we can’t make them change. And because as the…

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If YMFT’s loyal readers know anything about me by now — besides the fact that the circumference of my head is the same as a prize-winning watermelon, that I only use Citron vodka in my Appletinis, and that I will not cook anything that has more than eight ingredients in its recipe — it’s the…

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To be clear, the ‘sort of’ goes with the ‘stylish’ part of the title of this post. The ‘suddenly’ is totally and 100% sudden. Because I’ve never been all that stylish, in case you need it spelled out for you. As some (12) of you might remember, two months ago I spontaneously got a job…

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You guys, I’m emotionally exhausted. This past week brought unseasonably warm temps to Minneapolis, which resulted in just about everyone losing their effing minds. Seriously, that was pretty much the reaction of all of us here when we heard it was going to hit 70° in March. And it did, and then it stayed warm. For…

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For the third time in as many years, there’s a new housing development being built right outside my neighborhood. I live in the sticks, so there’s plenty of land. I hate to see the decimation of the lovely farmlands. I cringe as I watch the hundreds of trees turn to mulch as they feed them…

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It’s that time of year again. The time when your social media feeds are chock-full of subliminal (yet passive-aggressive) messages that are supposed to make you motivated to get your act together and turn the New Year into a New You but really just make you feel like shit about your current self. I hate resolutions. And…

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I’m about to admit something that is personally disappointing and more than a little bit shocking to have to come to terms with, but is an honest confession. I don’t care for chocotinis as much as I used to? I haven’t read an US Weekly in over a month? Both true. Both disappointing and shocking,…

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Before you read this little story, let me set the record straight: I am not losing my mind. Remember that, because after you read this little story, you’ll think I am. About five years ago I bought a fantastic pair of boots. Seriously, I loved everything about these boots. The magical color (not black, not…

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