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Santaland Diaries*: Jingles the Elf
[this is part 2: click here for part one] We have reached the end! Ten days of sitting in a bucket, and Jingles the Magical Growing Elf has (likely) reached the end of his growth spurt, considering he’s looked this way for the last 8.5 days. I will let the pictures do the talking. It…
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Collectible Magic Growing Things

So I’m growing an elf. It was a Christmas gift from last year, and I put it in a “safe place” along with a couple other gifts (a fire-spitting wind-up nun and a chocolate covered rice krispie treat, which I sadly will admit I ate when I found the elf), meaning I didn’t find it for…
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This Christmas
During my freshman year of high school, we read Dandelion Wine. I don’t remember the book very well, but I remember in the beginning, Douglas, the 12-yr old protagonist, has this revelation that he is alive. It’s this liberating, illuminating experience, and it almost takes him off-guard. He doesn’t really understand this feeling of life. In the middle/end of the book, Douglas discovers the temporary…
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The Best Laid Plans…
One of my problems is that I’m a planner (as in, a person who plans…not a spiral-bound calendar notebook). I think it’s good to have a grand scheme sort of plan, an overarching goal to achieve, but I will plan my day around something I expect to happen, and therein lies the problem: the thing…
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Homeward Bound
There was a three-fold reason for coming home: 1. Escape the New England Winter. Seasonal depression? Who knew that was actually a real thing? Well, probably a lot of people, including the psychologists who cleverly decided to name it “Seasonal Affective Disorder” in order to give it the acronym “SAD” (aww), but I had never…