Betty Blogger
Candace Cavanaugh Buehner
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Candace is what you get if you mix the philosophy of Glenn Beck and Laura Ingraham, throw in a dash of small children, and wrap it all up in a sweater from the Anthropologie clearance rack. |
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1. My Potty Mouth
When life calls for profanity.
Oh, Serena, I have been there.Not literally THERE, of course, the Serena in question being Serena Williams and the “there” in this particular situation being the US Open, where, as everyone now [more] |
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2. Stranger Danger Isn't Enough
The dangerous realities of cases like Jaycee Dugard remind us that we can't protect our children from everything, no matter what we do
I didn't really like rock candy, but I still said yes when the stranger offered it to me that day on the playground. I was roughly 5 or 6 years old, and from what I recall about the incident, it had [more] |
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3. The Case Against Self Confidence
I need some self deprecation in a friend
A couple of months ago, I went to a bachelorette party for my husband's cousin. Being a good eight (not 10!) years older than the bride and her friends, I quickly downed a very strong margarita, and [more] |
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4. My Son is Starting Kindergarten, and I'm Not Sad
I may be a parenting freak, but I enjoy passing the milestones
The regulation crayons, pencils and Superhero-free folders have been purchased. So have six pair of navy blue pants, 12 white polo shirts (long and short sleeve), and a brown belt that I am highly [more] |
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5. Have You Heard of a Bonsai House?
I LIVE in one!
Ten years ago, I fell in love. And surprisingly, my husband was all for it, since he realized as soon as I did that he loved her, too. She, you see, is our House, and we knew that she was meant to be [more] |
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6. Well, Now I Have Been to New York City
And I see why everyone loves it!
Mea culpa, Big Apple. According to Wikipedia (always my first source for information easily retrieved, if not completely accurate), the Latin phrase "mea culpa" has become a fancier way to say, in [more] |
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7. The Big Apple Has Eluded Me, But I Still Matter
Good God, woman, how can it be?
I am about to confess something that may shock you. It is likely to perplex you. It will make some of you wonder how, exactly, I have been able to live my life - quite fully, I may add - without [more] |
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8. My Greatest Fear?
An America That I Don't Recognize
The other day, I received one of those "How Well Do You Know Me?" emails from a friend. These are the emails that contain a list of questions that you're supposed to answer before you forward it on to [more] |
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9. Gov. Sanford is an Ass
Honey? I'm Off to Argentina! Wish the Boys a Happy Father's Day For Me!
My husband is an independent sort. He has been known to go off on the occasional trip to Best Buy or maybe an extended bike ride without letting me know exactly where it is that he's headed. He will [more] |
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10. Princess Leia, Depression and Me
What I have in common with the princess - and it is not her fetching hairstyle
Back in the day, I was never a big Star Wars fan - loved Harrison Ford (pre-Calista), thought R2D2 was inexplicably cute, but that was about it. Grease was my movie of the 70s, and if thousands of [more] |
