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  • A Note from a Tiny Human

    http://nesreenkabeel.com/   Tonight my littlest, the Peanut, and I built a house out of Legos.  We were building it for an alligator (of course) and he was telling me about all the things he wants to be when he grows up.   His eyes grew wide and he threw his chubby, little arms in the air and declared, “I want to…

  • Sex, Lies and ABC's Scandal

    Every Thursday night, I am glued to my television screen watching Scandal, ABCs prime time drama about Olivia Pope (played by Kerry Washington) a political crisis negotiator in Washington, DC.  The show is many things.  It is thought-provoking, innovative and bold, but the biggest draw of the show is undeniably Olivia’s hot affair with the President (played…

  • Big Pimpin', Cinnamon Rolls, and Other Comfort Activities to Cope with Rejection

    When I was a kid and I had a bad day, my mom would take me for a big fat ice cream cone at the Carvel on Union Turnpike in Queens.  I would drown my sorrows in a creamy, swirly vanilla cone smothered in sweet rainbow sprinkles.  I’d lap up each dripity drop during our twenty minute car ride,…

  • 100 Likes on Facebook! UPDATE: WE HAVE A WINNER!

    Do a happy dance! I reached my first 100 likes on Facebook! To celebrate, I am giving away a $15 Amazon Gift Card!  I think that still buys a book! All you have do is ‘like’ my page on Facebook and then follow the rules below to enter.  The winner will be revealed on Saturday, May 4.  Good luck!…

  • Why Not Now?

    Once upon a time, I had this cute little blog called Then Came Isaiah.  I started it in 2007 right after I had my first son.  For over five years, it provided a place to gush about my children, marriage and transition from die hard city girl to suburbanite.  What started as a blog for just family…

  • I have a crush on you

    I wish I could say I fell in love with the written word by reading the classics.  You know, tell you some great story about reading Rebecca for the first time and waltzing around holding the front and back cover like hands when I was done. Or being swept away in the prose of Faulkner…

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