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Growing up, we didn't have the internet. And so, Christmas shopping wasn't as easy as consulting a link to an Amazon wish list and pressing a one-click buy button. If you needed to go Christmas shopping (or, you know, shopping shopping) you had to get off your ass and go out into the cold and brave the overstuffed stores in the local mall. Online shopping just wasn't a thing that existed and making a Christmas list involved more than just clicking a little heart icon next to the product you wanted or creating a Pinterest board to send to your...

In 1989, I fell in love. I was in third grade and he was both the coolest and the cutest boy I'd ever laid eyes on. Bleach blonde hair, striking hazel eyes. A class-clown meets bad boy in the most adorable way. He had a cell phone 12 years before I had my first. He could stop time. Literally. I'd see him every Saturday morning and would laugh along with his antics, cry along with his broken hearts, hope for him to get out of detentions, wish for his success, and, though I really, truly, loved him with all of my nine-year old heart,...

True story: I went to preschool in a small brick building under the town's water tower. I don't remember much about it except for the one day we made chicken soup and the time the girls all sang the Jem theme song and the boys sang the Super Bowl Shuffle and that I used to carry around a notebook and come up with inventions all the time. I drew out sketches for a flying belt and for a huge building I wanted to build in the backyard to serve as a doll hospital. I remember that we did these little demonstrations. Those...

When I was in first grade the teacher asked for everyone who was right handed to raise their hand. Then she asked for everyone who was left handed to raise their hand. I raised mine to the latter, and the teacher questioned my choice. It turned out I was right handed but, unlike every other first grader in the class, I had never before heard either of those terms. That is the first moment I can remember where I felt as if I would never know as much about anything as anyone else. I think I've carried this with me...

When I was a kid I used to take pictures cat food ad kittens and glue cut-out pictures of human eyes and noses and mouths over their features. I made this example tonight to illustrate this: It took me about 2 hours and entirely too many magazines to find good kitten ad. There used to be a lot more when I was younger. I love my car because I now have automatic windows, which means that on hot days I can open them all and have wind coming in from all directions. I love Saturns because it was the first...