Before I share this next story, I have to tell you that my husband’s name is Chris. He’s given me the go-ahead to use his name, though he never really told me not to, and it’s not like most of you don’t know us anyway. Besides, I will get too agitated if I have to …

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We moved into our house. I didn’t know I had a dream home until I moved into this one. It’s in an incredibly populated neighborhood, and yet, there is wildlife. Coyotes in the neighbor’s yard, chipmunks up the wazoo and more bunnies than could possibly be safe. Though, you know my prepper obsession and I bet …

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The next Wellesley tale is a bit out of my area of expertise… I have excuses up the wazoo for why it’s taken so long to transcribe the interview, but really, it made me super freaking uncomfortable, and writing it sort of freaks me out. You know how crazy can be entertaining? Or unsettling? Or …

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