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Maseratis & Peace Lilies

Dear Darling Ones, Tuesday we celebrated the life of my Aunt Sherry, who died much too young (67) down in Florida where she retired with my Uncle Wayne. I attended the celebration at the Savage American Legion along with a lot of my St. Martin family, what felt like half of Savage, and, to my delight, a few bowlers from the < a href="https://iwilldare.com/category/work/bowling/">Dan Patch Lanes days. When Nancy, who bowled the Tuesday Womens’ league along with my Aunt Sherry…

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Cursed By What I Wished For

Hi Darling Ones, How goes it? I’m eating Dots for the first time in nearly three years and they are delicious. I’ve missed Dots. I also miss Starburst. I do not miss jellybeans because I keep an empty Talenti-pint of them in my nightstand drawer for low blood sugar purposes. And, let me tell you, nothing cures your craving for FaveReds jellybeans (RIP greenbag starburst jellybeans) like chewing them at 3 a.m., grinding sugar into your recently brushed teeth while…

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The Introvert Anxiety Conundrum

Dear Darling Ones, My sisters often tease me about what a loud blabbermouth I turn into when I’m anxious. It’s a weird habit for a generally shy introvert. However, I grew up in an emotionally-volatile family and silence was often a prelude to an explosion of some kind, sometimes it led to violence. I’ll never forget being knocked into a wall at my Grandma Chromey’s apartment when my dad and his siblings got into an argument that ended in a…

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Cruel Summer

Forgive me, Darling Ones, I’m about to whine. A lot. This has been a bummer summer and I am counting down the hours until it is over. Summer officially ends, according to the Jodiann calendar, the day after Labor Day. How will I be celebrating? With injections in my both my eyes. Staving off complete blindness is fun! At least it means I get to go somewhere. Oh, Darling Ones, I’m depressed as hell and I can’t seem to climb…

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Pride & Imperfection

Oh darling ones, It has been a week, and it’s only Wednesday. I packed so many thing into Monday that I had to spend all day yesterday recuperating. Monday was the deadline to submit my afghan to the State Fair Creative Arts competition. It did not go well. At the very last minute, literally hours before the 7 p.m. deadline, I ruined my submission. In my sleep-deprived, procrastinatory panic I decided I could just paint names on the blanket freehand…

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I Will Dare’s Silver Jubilee

Dear 2000 Jodi, Hey you! You’re never going to guess what 2025 Jodi did today. She? We? I? made an appointment at a Seating Clinic. Did you know that was a thing? Neither did I, but apparently it’s what you gotta do to get a better wheelchair. Also, we need a wheelchair. I know! We’re only 53, but the 2020s have not been kind to us. However, you’ve kept this blog going for 25 years. How rad is that? While…

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