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The damp furry closeness in the crowded den sometimes gave her an overwarm sensation akin to nausea, or boredom.
the fact that Ben says everybody on earth will soon be starving or suffocating or dying of SARS or Ebola or H5N1, the fact that H5N1 only has to mutate a few more times and we’re all goners, so maybe it was all for nothing,
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the fact that it really doesn’t take all that long to do a few dishes, ten minutes tops, big deal, so why all the resistance, the fact that every day I have to force myself, like ten times a day, the fact that I don’t exult in housework somehow, but dirty dishes are depressing,
Reasons You Can’t Stay Focused,
House Calls and Hitching Posts
the fact that Anne Elliott thinks about her mom every time she plays the piano,
the fact that next he’ll get somebody to shave off Abe Lincoln’s beard at Mount Rushmore,
exit, pursued by a bear,
the fact that in real life they had some hangers-on as well to feed, some greedy people who didn’t do their fair share of chores, just like my kids, the fact that I’m glad she left them out of her book,
the fact that the dog was a nice peach-colored poodle, but dogs would chase that guy all over town whenever he wore his poodle suit,
the fact that I always hide behind the hors d’oeuvres at our parties, or the drinks, the fact that if you bustle around enough like that you don’t have to talk to people, and it saves you getting cornered, the
the fact that some manicurist got run over by a customer who refused to pay, the fact that I don’t know how you can enjoy your nails after you killed your manicurist,
the fact that she’s got me so spooked and frazzled I’m scared of all young women now, because when I look at them I see another potential mother-hater, the fact that I always wonder now how they treat their own moms,
the fact that I don’t remember much, and everything I do remember makes me sad,
the fact that if you have no memory, you get bulldozed by people with better memories than you, like my whole entire family for instance, Remember remember the Fifth of November, makeovers, Stacy, TV, the fact that they know I can’t remember a gosh darn thing and love teasing me about it, out-remembering me whenever they feel like it, the fact that sometimes I kind of wonder if they’re faking it, to beat me on the memory front, the fact that it sure seems to come in awful handy sometimes, the fact that the kids love to torment me about the past,
the fact that secretly I think the real reason I have no memory is I find the past unbearable so I kind of blot it out, the fact that maybe everybody does,
the fact that sometimes I forget the nice things, not just the bad stuff, and that gets other people down, like Leo, but I can’t help it,
the fact that I instantly forget all the stuff we’ve done together as a family, family trips to the zoo or all the fun fairs, slub silk, slug, or the Taft Museum or our visit to the McKinley Mausoleum, oh, those steps, the fact that I remember them all right, wow, the fact that there were over a hundred, with all kinds of people puffing up and down them, the fact that I was scared somebody would have a heart attack climbing up there, and it might have been me
the fact that I also don’t remember the jazz recordings Leo played me on our wedding eve, and that really upsets him, the fact that I can’t remember much about the hotel we stayed at in Amherst either, when he proposed, though I know I broke a glass, out of sheer happiness,
the fact that now I’ve forgotten what I came in the pantry for, the fact that I should finish filling the dishwasher first,
the fact that just because you’re a mom doesn’t mean you’ve got all the answers,
pangolins,
that Grandma’s yogurt sometimes had coagulation problems, but it was still good, just old-fashioned, lighter than yogurt is now, and not all homogenized, the fact that for chicken stock you need chicken bones, celery, onion, carrot, potato, ginger, garlic, black peppercorns, a few cilantro seeds, a bay leaf, a pinch of sugar, a glass of white wine or vermouth, or half a glass of gin, the fact that I don’t remember if Grandma put wine in hers, the fact that if she was so stingy with the beer I kind of doubt it, the fact that you bring it all to the boil, and then simmer it low for at least
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the fact that I think people are just trying not to think about their mothers, the fact that I think that’s all anybody’s doing most of the time, all over the world, Mother Earth, the fact that everybody’s either thinking about their mothers or trying not to think about their mothers,
the fact that the world seems indifferent to mothers, yet when they die it’s so empty
They say the hen can lay, I don’t know but they know
the fact that I suppose most guinea pig PTSD must go untreated,
a rough and ready ship’s cap’n accosts a pretty young lady and her mom at an inn, the fact that he comments on the soup they’re eating, then disappears and they think nothing of it until some Baron or Lord or something tells them a little more about that swarthy ship’s cap’n, like that he’s got secret wealth and has never been “caught” by a woman,
the fact that then the Chinese woman asked her “If you’re not evil, why do you smoke?”, the fact that after that incident, Mommy jettisoned all of China,