A Pumpkin Child

7 years ago today, I was awoken early on a Saturday morning, at about 8 (that’s early for me) To the sound of my wife crying “My water broke”. It’s funny looking back on it now. Begging friends to watch our 7 year old daughter (but Mom! what about Halloween?!?) Rushing to the hospital in …

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Death Warmed Over

I’ve always found language (and it’s butchering) interesting. The Wife walks in the house the other day “I feel bad, I feel real bad. I feel like death warmed over, y’know?” (she has a college degree in English, and she talks like this. What is the value of education?) What does this mean? For the …

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