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Day Three: Cappadocia 6

Day Three: Cappadocia

Graded class work until 2 a.m. Woke up twice before 5 a.m. Got dressed at 5:20 a.m. On shuttle to airport by 5:45 a.m. Haven’t slept since. Tragic sleep update is now officially over, as lack of sleep is only making me feel slightly loony (the main effect of which...

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Day Two: Istanbul 7

Day Two: Istanbul

Sleep is still an issue. But let me give you highlights from today–a very good day, indeed. We took the tram to Dolmabahce palace, which is where the sultans and their families started living in the 1800s, a place that remained the seat of power for the country until it...

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Day One: Istanbul 10

Day One: Istanbul

After an easy flight to NYC, followed by a long-but-okay (despite the screening of MISSION IMPOSSIBLE: GHOST PROTOCOL, which seemed to last forever) flight to Istanbul, we’re here. I actually, so far, don’t feel one way or another about being back. Another way to put this is that it feels...

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We’re Going to Need Some Witnesses 14

We’re Going to Need Some Witnesses

…because we’ve made a will. Only twelve years past any reasonable expectation of such a document being drawn up. I guess the drafting of such an important disposition, even at this late date, frees us to die with impunity. Whew. This is important because Byron and I are getting on...

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Then There Was the Time Jimmy Carter Woke Up Playboy to the Notion of Committing Adultery in One’s Heart 16

Then There Was the Time Jimmy Carter Woke Up Playboy to the Notion of Committing Adultery in One’s Heart

Perhaps it started when then-President Richard Nixon invited Elvis Presley to the White House to discuss the possibility of the drug addict taking on a role as “federal-agent-at-large” with the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs. It definitely gained momentum when Chevy Chase began regularly spoofing Gerald Ford’s clutziness on...

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My Life Fell in the Woods, But It Didn’t Make a Sound 13

My Life Fell in the Woods, But It Didn’t Make a Sound

Box of Godiva chocolates, delivery from ProFlowers, fully-loaded gift card, sentiment from Hallmark. Envelope of cash, place setting from the registry, His ‘n Hers towels, crock pot, expensive single-use dress. Pack of Pampers, pair of knitted booties, engraved rattle, assortment of onesies. Tray of deli meats, donation in the deceased’s...

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Cupcake Wars 19

Cupcake Wars

A whimsical side-adventure to our road trip this summer was Cupcake Wars. I’d like to say I forced my family into participation because that would make me sound strong and powerful and as though I wield a Dominating Will, but if I did try to convince you my family needed...

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It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story.–Agatha Christie 14

It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story.–Agatha Christie

It’s 55 degrees in Duluth today, fallen leaves are starting to cover the ground, the kids and I have been back to school for two weeks now, and we’ve started to close the windows at night. So maybe it’s time to wrap up the recounting of my summer vacation? When...

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“How can a nation be called great if its bread tastes like kleenex?”–Julia Child 17

“How can a nation be called great if its bread tastes like kleenex?”–Julia Child

We may have a whole lot of Kleenex-tasting bread in the U.S., and I may feel shouty and stabby when well-off white men start making assertions about “legitimate rape,” and I might have to jam my tongue between my front teeth and hold it there when I see adult women...

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East Coast Road Trip: From Pho to Chocolate Haha! 10

East Coast Road Trip: From Pho to Chocolate Haha!

Today marks our last seven-hour stretch of driving for this fun, enriching, spirit-revitalizing road trip. By this evening, we should be back in Duluth, ready to think about hair cuts and eye appointments before the kids start school next week. So, now that it’s almost over, I’m finally ready to...

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