The heat is so intense in my brick oven of an apartment that when I poured the ice-cold Coke into the thick hand-blown glass with little Murano fish on it, the refrigerated liquid cracked the warm vessel.
I'm hanging out in my brother's air-conditioned room tonight.
Welcome Back to onehandclapping
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I started this blog, onehandclapping, back in 2005 when I was a new mom in
the middle of deconstructing my faith and trying to figure out how I could
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