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  • My So Called Life,  Rotting Roots

    No Thank You, Thanksgiving – What a Monumental Let Down

    November 27, 2020 / No Comments

    Thanksgiving holiday ruined by my volatile family. What else is new? Why do I bother?

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  • My So Called Life,  Rotting Roots

    Stepped Over the Line – Disrespecting My Boundaries

    December 17, 2019 / No Comments

    To the casual bystander, it would appear that all I do is bitch about my mother and my brother. 

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  • Rotting Roots

    You Talk Too Much…

    June 1, 2015 / No Comments

    Some people just don’t know when to shut the hell up. It amazes me how some individuals, namely my brother, can talk ad nauseam about ANYTHING–regardless of their listeners’ interest level–I’m guessing because he likes to hear the sound of his own voice.

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  • 10 reasons I hate watching movies with my mother
    Rotting Roots,  Movie Musings

    10 Reasons I Hate Watching Movies With My Mother

    December 24, 2014 / No Comments

    Ten cardinal rules of movie watching. La Llorona and my brother break all of them. Every. Single. Time. Consider this a formal documentation of the damage.

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    My So Called Life,  Rotting Roots

    I Am Not the Favorite Child

    December 22, 2014 / No Comments

    I poured myself a cup of coffee this morning, after being woken up by my mother, I needed caffeine support to keep me upright. After the first cup, I set my mug on the counter, with the expectations that the mug would be conveniently located in closest proximity to the supplies.

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