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Accomplished: Mom made partner and ditched skinny jeans; I quit cello and started seventh grade; Dad looked for a job.
The lower section of this trail is gentle and promises landscape features familiar to most millennials, including plenty of heckin’ puppers and...
Our chairs are for sitting on, not for constructing elaborate forts.
On today’s episode of the podcast, why mommies are obsolete and naps are for the weak.
With a single tap on the screen, I open the blinds, with another, I turn on the espresso machine, and with a third, I review the footage from my...