Category Archives: What a Strange Childhood

My Mom’s “Friend”

Posted on July 30, 2011 by jls

FS and my mom have not spoken much since the situation with BR. The other day my mom finally got to go over to see FS’s one-year-old. She loves seeing the baby, so I guess it was good for everyone. … Continue reading →

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Why My Brother is the Favorite

Posted on May 25, 2011 by jls

My brother was a curly blonde haired, bluish eyed baby. He was the cutest baby in the world and my mom showed off his speedo butt tan line to prove it. His first haircut happened in our kitchen and I … Continue reading →

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Obi-Who?

Posted on May 24, 2011 by jls

When I was a child, my dad and I watched TV together, a lot. I don’t remember much of “Star Wars” or “Blazing Saddles” or “The Life of Brian”. However, I am convinced we watched Ewok movies. Now, I have … Continue reading →

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On Being Ladylike

Posted on May 6, 2011 by jls

When I was little, I wasn’t very good at sports but I had a lot of friends at Little League so I played year after year. I also liked the coach, who chose all the nice kids to be on … Continue reading →

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