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(not so) Compassionate

It is no secret that West Virginia has a problem.  Truthfully, the word “problem” fails to grasp the true magnitude of what is happening here in the Mountain State. They call us pillbillies.  In the (not so) distant past, one of our larger towns, Huntington, was declared the opioid capital of the country.  We have […]

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(not so) Top Secret

My husband and I had a pretty important milestone lately.  We celebrated twenty years of marriage. In today’s throw-away society, that’s a pretty big deal.  I’m reasonably sure the divorce rate is now well over 50%. (I could research that, but this isn’t one of those serious, research-y blogs.) Anyway, as an act of benevolence, […]

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Prozac (not so) Me

Do you ever get the feeling that God is speaking to you? Maybe sending you a sign?             Not those kinds of signs, but the kinds that only you see.  I’ll give you two examples. Wednesday of last week was Ash Wednesday.  My sister was watching an episode of Roseanne. […]

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Feminism? Yeah, about that……

When I was a much younger woman, barely out of my teen years, my mind was just full of green-girl foolishness.  I was a rebel.  I would march and shout and wave a sign around if the need arose.  I was all about no one getting to tell me what I could do with my […]

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(not so) Tongue Tied

Here’s an unusual way for The (not so) Special Mother to start a blog post: with some Bible verses.  Check it out. James, Chapter 3, verses 3-9 If we put bits into the mouths of horses to make them obey us, we also guide their whole bodies.  It is the same with ships: even though […]

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Hillbilly Strong

To say the State of West Virginia has had a rough couple of days would be a massive understatement. To make a long and extremely depressing story somewhat shorter, suffice it to say we received record rainfall amounts across much of the state, and as a result we had record flooding.         […]

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Voluntary Madness

As I sit here in my faithful, if slightly sagging recliner tonight, I am, for the moment, without my husband. Where is he? At the bar? Working third shift? Coon hunting? Nope. He’s currently at the scene of two-car MVA.  That’s motor vehicle accident to the uninitiated. My husband is part of our local volunteer […]

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Spoiled (not so) Rotten

You have to be careful when you are talking about other people’s rotten kids. Even to define what it means to have a “good” kid or a “bad” kid can be tricky.  It’s broad terminology. Regardless, I couldn’t help but ponder a comment I heard about an obviously “bad” kid who had grown into a […]

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An Open Letter to Teens

Dear Teens: You don’t know shit. Oh, I know, I know.  You think you know everything. I am (not so) sorry to be the one to tell you that, in fact, as I said, you don’t know shit. Also, no one in this world owes you anything.  Did you get that? NOT. ONE. THING. If you want […]

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Driven to Insanity

My son is 16 years old. For those of you who do not have children, this number may mean nothing to you.  It may not strike fear into your heart.  It may not ignite inside your soul the devastating fear, the agonizing terror that lives in the heart of every parent. My son is nearly […]

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