Cold Spaghetti

My mom cooked a lot of spaghetti after my dad moved out. It was an easy meal to make and all of us liked it. I prefer minimal sauce on my pasta, so Mom always left the red stuff in a separate pot on the stove. Dinner was a help-yourself kind of thing: grab a plate, butter, bread, noodles, sauce, drink, etc whenever you were ready and proceed to the table… eat, then put your dishes in the sink and return to your regularly-scheduled activities. The spaghetti sat on the stove into the evening before Mom would begin packaging the leftovers.

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PAS Awareness

Sunday is Parental Alienation Awareness Day and, as I’ve stated before, I believe in this phenomenon. Therefore, I’m all about spreading the word and cautioning divorced/divorcing parents not to employ such behavior. Remember, to speak ill of your co-parent is to tell your child, “Honey, I love you. But biologically, you are 50% jackass.”

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Single Parent: True Title?

…Continuing on the topic of words I don’t like, the more I think about it, the more I don’t like the phrase “single parent”. I know I’m guilty of using it. I think we all are… but today I was bored in a meeting and started really examining the usage and implications of this phrase.

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What Makes a Home?

“Broken Home.” Does anyone know specifically where this phrase came from and why we use it to describe a divorce scenario? Perhaps I should’ve googled it myself before I started typing, but I didn’t want to lose my enthusiasm. Why does it not mean “house damaged by natural disaster”?

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