When my mom died, I had to find a home for her panther. Not an actual endangered wild cat, a lamp.
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**Article first appeared in the LA Times.
Taking a Husband’s Name, for Better or Worse
Good news and bad news about having the surname Strasser.
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Parents, take your kids to all those birthday parties - here's why
Once upon a time, a million years ago, in a San Fernando Valley far, far away, my mother had a birthday party and nobody showed. Not a single kid.
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Why One Mom Just Wants to Take Off All Her Clothes
When I was a little girl, I desperately wanted to be a nun or a student at the Immaculate Heart Catholic School for Girls. Not to be closer to a heavenly father; to be closer to a uniform.
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Saying Goodbye to an Angel in Sin City
I swear I'm trapped in an episode of "Six Feet Under", only instead of Nate Fisher, I've got Snead, the red-haired ex-con forcing me to speak as if projecting to the back row.
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