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I’m excruciatingly ticklish. I’d rather be tortured than tickled. Ticking is torture. It’s nothing short of child abuse.
I realize this makes me an outlier. Few people really enjoy being tickled, but even fewer would call it torture.
My father loved to wrestle around with us on the floor. He and my brother even had one of [...]
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If I wanted a little fashion pick-me-up – a sartorial tiramisu, if you will – for around $40, I’d be hard pressed to find much bang for my buck. That same $40 when used to buy something for my daughter, however, yields squeals of delight every time a grown adult female sees Tink wearing her [...]
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Like Jen, only with more whining, I give you quickies.
1. After a brutally long weekend for my husband, we had a belated Valentine’s Day celebration Monday. C brought home four lobster tails, four very small lobster tails that weren’t really enough for three people for dinner, so I made twice-baked potatoes and a huge salad [...]
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