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i’d knit that—confessions of a knit whore.

why I did not leave my heart in San Francisco.

Growing up, I can’t say that I ever felt beautiful. I was tall and scrawny with big, frizzy hair and a gap in my front teeth wider than the Grand Canyon. Most of my clothes were hand-me-downs from the girls at church, so they were often out of style and far too short for my gangling limbs (when capris came back in, I cringed, recalling all of the jokes about

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climb out of your hole.

The loss of Robin Williams last week got me thinking about my own battle with depression and how hard it was just to admit what was going on with me. I remember my doctor in Seattle always asking me if I thought I might be depressed. It was in my chart that I had a family history (for those of you that don’t know, my dad is diagnosed type 1

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easily distracted.

basil-arugula pesto.

go the eff to sleep.

quaker flats.

cutting the cord.

i’d knit that—confessions of a knit whore.

well traveled.

chili cheese dog dip.

why I did not leave my heart in San Francisco.

on journaling.