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Riding For My Life, Part Two: Hello, Ana
That fall Caroline’s big sister went off to college. Caroline had to confine her voyeurism to her mating parakeets. The big Thoroughbred went to a new home, and I was horseless all that winter. The...
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Riding For My Life Part Three: Wimpy
In a fit of irony, the stable owner named my bucking bronco “Wimpy,” after the very first Quarter Horse sire to be registered with the American Quarter Horse Association (AQHA) in 1940. “Wimpy” was...
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Ana Gets Wrecked
I’ve wavered between telling y’all more about my horse-life, or more about my life-long struggle with anorexia….and decided that I’d give Ana one more round for today, and then on to more horsey...
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Packed With Wholesome Goodness
And it’s heart-healthy, Zero Everything, Good For You, and 100% Whole Grain (OK, the grain is white flour, but still). Where have I just come from, dear readers? Planet Claire? Well, yes, and they...
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An Anorexic’s Nightmare
I’ve been out of touch. Quite literally. My waking hours are wasted spent “running to doctors,” as my grandmother of blessed memory would have put it. So many doctors, so little time. And the striking...
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