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Teens and privacy. It's one of those things we parents don't really like to talk about- Either we're judged as clueless and having our heads stuck in the sand for giving our teenagers their privacy... or we're nosy and shattering our teenagers' trust for poking through their texts, online ...
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I'm guessing my friend Anissa Mayhew started her day on Tuesday like many of us. She probably got her three kids off to school, worked on some things, Twittered , packed for her upcoming cruise ... and then had a massive stroke. I'm still trying to wrap my brain around it. Anissa and her family ...
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My husband and I were arguing yesterday in the car. (Why yes! We do argue! Although it's only about, you know, whether Ernie or Bert is cooler, or what the lyrics really are to Blondie's "Rapture." Never any REAL. ISSUES. This is blogland, after all!) Punky and Bruiser were sitting in the ...
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Okay, okay, okay. OKAY. By popular demand, I present to you... MY EARLOBES. Here's the good, normal, non-deformed earlobe. The one that's safe for public viewing. The red mark, by the way, is because of the clip-on earring I just took off. And here is the bad, abnormal, amputated, ...
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When I arrived at my parents' home for a visit a few weeks ago, I put away my things, got the kids settled, and sat down with my mom for our traditional catching-up chat. We talked about various family friends- who was getting married, who was getting divorced, whose kids had gone into rehab, ...
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The other day, I was walking Punky into school when I heard her name being called. I turned to the row of cars idling in the drop off line and saw a little boy from her class, frantically waving as he got out of his mom's minivan. "Punky!" he called excitedly. "Punky! Punky! Hi!" "Punky, Davy is ...
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Coming up tomorrow is another one of those posts I'm afraid to publish. BUT FIRST! Be sure and check out a few giveaways I've got going on right now. The holidays are practically on top of us and now is a great time to get what you can for FREE! Here's a cute little bag from the Thirty-One ...
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What can I say, guys? This blog has been sadly neglected over the last few weeks, with good reason. I've gone on a roadtrip, continued adjusting to life as a kindergarten mom, chased after my 2-year-old son, weathered a few family crises, and lost ten pounds. Tis the season, I guess, for ...
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Okay, so I get sort of a lot of weird e-mails (although hardly any trolls, which is great, given all the crazy things I've written about). If I can remember, I save them in an inbox folder for days like this, when I could use a good laugh. Here are a few good ones. Just Call Me Teri ...
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Halloween came and went and a good time was had by all. I congratulated myself on surviving yet another Halloween using items from our dress-up box in the playroom, although we had a near-crisis Wednesday, when we went to see the stage show of Little House on the Prairie" and Punky ...
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Think of it as Mall Week over here at Suburban Turmoil. My parents live about ten minutes from an Atlanta mall, and what with its carousel and play area and Build-a-Bear and department stores and boutiques, I was over there nearly every day last week for one thing or another, so much that it was ...
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All in the name of beauty, my friends. Beauty, Uncensored, that is. You can find out what the hell is going on (and see some insane photos) in the latest installment of my beauty column, over at Her Nashville Magazine. Also, for those of you in Nashville, Punky and I got to see opening night ...
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As I head for a dressing room with The Dress of My Dreams hanging over one arm, a saleswoman stops me. "You're going to need a bigger size than that," she says. I freeze. "This is the biggest size you have left," I said. "And it's my size." She half chuckles. "Let me know if you need help trying ...
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There are Alpha Moms and helicopter parents, Sanctimommies and soccer moms. No matter what you do as a parent, someone out there has coined a term for you, and likely profited off of it in the process. Even if you do nothing at all. Yes, those moms of the Mad Men era , the ones who watched soap ...
