The Three Letters That Change Everything

So here’s a bit of random Deirdre trivia for you (which, I promise, will lead to a greater point). I can’t cook. I’m not a good chopper, I’m not good at putting flavors together, and I’m impatient…which means I hike up the oven temperature to save time, leading to messes like this: I’ve staked my claim on the I-can’t-cook thing for quite some ti...
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The Happiness Ratio

I recently found myself chatting with a woman I hadn’t met before. She was working a whole lot of hours. She had several kids. She didn’t sleep much. At all. I was overwhelmed just listening to her, and asked if it was all worth it, if she was happy. She turned the question around and asked me – in all seriousness – how she’d know. And so I told her ab...
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Digging Out of the Talking-Trap

I fell into a trap recently. A talking-trap. A guy-who-wouldn’t-stop-talking-to-me-no-matter-what-I-did trap. It happened while Hubbie and I were vacationing in a rented RV up in the wine country. It turns out the small-ish living space inside the RV had nothing on the teensy space outside of it. Case and point? Here’s a photo of our RV. Right next to ...
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The Super-Simple, Super-Awesome Word that Makes You Happier, Less Stressed, and Less Disappointed in Life

Recently I took a trip to the poker table. Actually, I took a return trip to the poker table. You see, I used to play a lot of poker tournaments. A lot. In fact, I played in the World Poker Tour. (Note: Just kidding. I’m totally posing in front of the official backdrop after the real players went inside.) Several years ago, I took a prolonged...
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A Serious Plea to Stop Doing This Immediately

So it’s time to talk. Seriously. I’ve been putting off writing about a pattern I’ve noticed because it’s not so fun. And, frankly, I try to make my posts a little fun. A bit of a provocative romp, if you will. But this topic is important enough, and common enough, that it’s time to get down to it. Because chances are it pertains to you…or someone you k...
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How to NOT be Oprah

I used to want to do great things. I mean REALLY great things. Sometime around the age of nine I decided that I was put on this planet to do truly amazing, transformational, really, really great things. I aimed high, my friends...as many of us do from time to time. Me? I wanted to be at the MLK level, to lead a movement of some kind that woul...
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