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top 10 songs of the 80's
March 16, 2016June 6, 2018 The Olive Gal No Comments
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The Irrefutable Top 10 Songs of the 80’s List

Listen up because this is important. I’ve spent a lifetime cultivating the ultimate collection of 80’s music, curating everything from big hair power ballads to the synthesiziest synth pop you ever did hear. I’ve built the foundation of…

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I Saved You All From Reading Something You Shouldn’t Have
March 8, 2016 The Olive Gal No Comments
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I Saved You All From Reading Something You Shouldn’t Have

Last night I typed up a thousand words on something I was very angry about. It’s been eating me up for weeks, and last night I let it all out. I ranted, blustered, shook, cried, and…

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Would You Read My Book?
February 19, 2016 The Olive Gal 3 Comments
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Would You Read My Book?

I’ve been “working on a book” for what feels like forever now. What that really means is that I’ve written an outline, a couple chapters, and then have sat wringing my hands and doubting myself for…

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I Need Me Some Creative Viagra
February 9, 2016 The Olive Gal No Comments
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I Need Me Some Creative Viagra

It’s been a little quiet here at The Olive Gal lately. And for no good reason. I told myself when I started this blog more than two years ago that I wouldn’t just crank out blogs to…

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beautiful boy
January 25, 2016June 4, 2018 The Olive Gal 4 Comments
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Beautiful Boy

It’s your 5th birthday today. A pretty big deal. Five years ago, you came into this world and you changed everything. So much can happen in five years. Five years before you came, I hadn’t met…

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epic argument
January 7, 2016June 15, 2018 The Olive Gal No Comments
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The Epic Argument That Almost Ended in Divorce

Every once in a while in a marriage, you come to a crossroads. Should we keep slugging away and work through this thing? Or should we just split up? During a recent, ridiculous argument, I came…

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Word of the Year: Balance
January 3, 2016 The Olive Gal No Comments
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Word of the Year: Balance

Every New Year, us humans have an innate tendency to reflect on the 365 days we survived and look ahead to the 365 to come. We can’t help it, it’s a thing we do. (And me…

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seven fishes
December 9, 2015June 20, 2018 The Olive Gal No Comments
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Why Do We Even Have Those Seven Fishes?

The Feast of the Seven Fishes. It wouldn’t be Italian Christmas Eve without them. As far back as I can remember, Christmas Eve was my absolute favorite night of the year. The day was spent in feverish…

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White Christmas: Chicken Soup for the Soul
November 24, 2015 The Olive Gal 2 Comments
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White Christmas: Chicken Soup for the Soul

Normally I’m all about respecting each holiday’s dance space, but this year my psyche is all “fuck you, Thanksgiving, you killed the Indians” and has moved right from Halloween into Christmas. And with that move, I’ll gorge…

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When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Read Little House on the Prairie
November 19, 2015 The Olive Gal No Comments
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When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Read Little House on the Prairie

That Laura Ingalls Wilder. She knew a thing or two about surviving tough times. She slept in a covered wagon and ate dinner by campfire. She lived in a bungalow dug into the banks of a creek…

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