The Weekend Spring Arrived

This is the weekend spring arrived. I spent yesterday, morning til dusk, rapping away on Harlow (my laptop) finishing an obnoxious twenty page case study (my last before becoming an RN, folks!). For boredom’s sake, I perched myself by the window and tore the corners of the plastic to let in spring air (real spring air dandied […]

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Stuffed Avacado Tuna Salad

Plainfield is a motley place with a reputation for pot and vegetarian pizza. Slowly but surely, it (and VPR’s tendency to report the liberal side of civic life) is making me and my little pad a yuppie’s dream. With Dr. bronner’s in my shower and seventh generation dish soap in my sink, I light patchouli incense sticks to smother my neighbor’s pot […]

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Inside Out, Outside In

This is what happens when you live in a teeny-tiny apartment squashed atop a pizza shop and billowed in pot smoke and profanity. You optimistically name your little plot “Pie in the Sky,” you cook whopper disasters in a chintzy oven, you make out like parakeets (long story — ask my husband), you pray a fistful of grateful prayers, […]

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Learning to be Alone

On Monday, Jer and I will have been married one year. It’s a spectacular achievement. Jeremiah has learned to put up with his coy wife’s roundabout communication, and I’ve learned to tolerate my frank husband’s unmatched socks (and unfolded T-shirts, unmade bed, unwashed dishes, unclosed cabinet doors). Together, we’ve shaped a little nest at Pie […]

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Wood Stove Booger

She knows the infamy of my husband’s family name, and after working with Nurse Gracie over the course of a few night shifts, she told me, “I bet you get asked all the time if you’re related to the bad Breers, Harley and all. Well, you know what! I’m gonna ask you if you’re related […]

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Welcome to Reality

Eating gypsy soup (oh, garbanzo beans: the foodie throb of my choosy tongue!), typing up nursing apps, and hi-lighting pages out of my microbiology reader. Oatmeal raisin cookies in the oven while downstairs, “pot hour,” Plainfield’s favorite, hasn’t quite chimed in on the rural-urban conversation of Main St: belching cars, floozy undergrads, and a limp old man being walked by […]

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Christmas Letter

November 28, 2011 Greetings from the Breers at Pie in the Sky! Christmas time finds me and Jeremiah elated over the arrival of snow and tardy in the writing of thank-you’s. Killing two birds with one stone, I sit down on a day off to wish you all a delightful holiday season and thank you […]

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