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tricia booker

tricia booker
Location
Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida, United States
Birthday
December 20
Bio
Tricia Booker is an award-winning journalist and neurotic writer of creative nonfiction. She lives in Ponte Vedra, Florida with her husband, two daughters, one son and a dog. She has written for many publications including Notre Dame Magazine, Folio Weekly, Minnesota's Law & Politics and the Vero Beach Press-Journal. She has taught creative writing to middle schoolers and journalism to college students. She's currently a dedicated domestic engineer.

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Dear Savvy Sister,

I loaned my best friend money about nine years ago – before I had kids –  to get her car out of repo. She told me it was the bank’s fault. I also helped herRead full post »

My book club peeps wanted to read The Paris Wife by Paula McLain. I did not. But I don’t make waves because they graciously allowed me to join their group after my last book club experiment ended with me crying in a driveway.

So I read The Paris Wife, and I… Read full post »

Lost in the whole contraception debate is another, more compelling reason for women to take the birth control pill, which is to avoid having gallons of blood pouring from their vaginas for days at a time.

Is there any further proof of evolution? For God to have made us this way… Read full post »

After we watched The Lorax the other day, we stopped at the theater’s line of gumball machines. Because that’s what we do.

The Pterodactyl used his quarters to buy/win the tiniest cross ever on a piece of black thread, and he gave it to me. I’ve been wearing it ever since.… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 23, 2012 7:27AM

The GREATNESS, Part II

Did you read the first one? Here, I’ll give you a link. 

The GREATNESS, Part I

Now you’re ready to move on.

 

My friend and I were talking recently, and she lamented that she wasn’t doing more with her life.

“I always swore I wouldn’t let myself be like my… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 22, 2012 5:30PM

The GREATNESS, Part I

My father always wanted to be in the Navy. He joined the ROTC in college, and went to Officers Training School after he graduated. By that time he and my mom were married, and they moved to Norfolk, Virginia, where she endured long months alone while he was at sea.

Dad… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 21, 2012 2:49PM

Uh, Ms. President? Where were you born?

Every morning at the Tyrant’s preschool, the kids have a question to answer as they walk in the room, like What do you want to be when you grow up? (mermaid) or What’s your favorite food? (Velveeta).

This morning’s question: Would you like to be president? And the Tyrant’s… Read full post »


Excerpted from an article in American Medical News at amednews.com:

“Physicians and Florida gun ownership advocates are battling over a state bill that would fine and imprison physicians who ask if their patients have guns.

State Rep. Jason Brodeur, a Republican, introduced the bill, which cRead full post »

My 9-year-old Diva is a straight-A student, unless you count the Bs and Cs in math and science, which I don’t, because why would I count them if they’re not As?

And you should see her room. It’s immaculate, except for the food wrappers on the floor and the pencils stashedRead full post »

OCTOBER 11, 2010 11:56AM

My children and the burdens they carry

At a recent Place of Recreation, two little girls began playing with my kids, allowing me to sip a cocktail and text people.

The girls’ mother soon approached me, and I complimented her on how well her children played with younger children. She thanked me, and said, “I have a… Read full post »
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SEPTEMBER 1, 2010 4:55PM

Me and New Orleans and why I'm me.

The ultimate destination for uptown New Orleans girls out on a Saturday night was the Butterfly.

It’s a spot on the Mississippi River, at the edge of Audubon Park, where we could watch the barges navigate through the waterway’s infamous currents and

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The school year ended yesterday with a bang. Specifically, the bang of a balloon popping. Okay, the bang of me popping a balloon. But the Pterodactyl had let the blue balloon fly up into oblivion, so he only had one of the pink ones that his sister had given him, andRead full post »

 

Last week I attended a meeting with the director of social and digital communications for GM. As in General Motors.

Why was I invited to a meeting with a GM muckity muck? Because I am a BLOGGER, that’s why! I keep trying to tell you people that

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MAY 19, 2010 2:31PM

Playing Baby with my baby and the baby goes missing.

I lost the Tyrant yesterday for three minutes, and it scared the bejeezus out of me. What is bejeezus, anyway?

We were in her room playing Baby. I was the baby. She told me to go sleep, which is like a dream come true. So I sprawled out on her bedRead full post »

MAY 10, 2010 5:29PM

Silly Bandz. A new sucky trend

A short time ago, a Deranged Individual put on his evildoer thinking cap and said, “I know! I’m going to make packets of colorful silicone rubber bands in a bunch of different shapes, and I’ll sell them and make a fortune, and as a bonus, it will drive parents wild andRead full post »

Women my age who grew up Catholic and went to Catholic schools were inundated with stories of The Calling.

The Calling, we were told, is how God summons young women to become nuns. For much of my adolescence, I was convinced that God was summoning me, but that I was… Read full post »
MARCH 15, 2010 8:32PM

A wee bit o'mischief in me home

This morning, the children woke up happily at 7 am and enjoyed a healthy breakfast of whole grain wheat toast, scrambled eggs and orange juice, then proceeded to the car in an orderly fashion to make sure that the Diva didn’t miss the school bus.

BWAAHAHAHA! That has never happened. WhatRead full post »

FEBRUARY 19, 2010 2:42PM

Oh, Tiger. You don't belong here.

So this morning, as I’m muscling through the weekday morning routine, convincing the Tyrant to wear underwear and dragging the Pterodactyl to the car in his pajamas because he won’t get dressed, a sex maniac was passing by in a limousine. People Magazine was there to record the moment.

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This morning at 6:54, the Tyrant marched into our bedroom and said, “Dad, take me potty.” So Husband took her potty.

Then she crawled into bed with us and made me scratch her back. After the back-scratching I got her a sippy cup with milk, took out the dog, made

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Professional football players make too much money. If it was up to me, they’d make a normal salary of say, 40 or 50 grand with perhaps some extra health benefits to offset the fact that they get the crap beat out of them every week.

Except for the Saints. Every

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I consider myself a mannerly person, and reasonably pleasant. I say please and thank you, as in “Please, son, the fish does not need you to pet him,” and “Thank you, darling, but I don’t care for that particular piece of gum right now, so put it back in the

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Hot Firefighter Husband sent me off to boxing class today with this instruction: Don’t come back until you’re in a better frame of mind.

So I packed a bag.

I called him after class to make sure he had not sold the children, and he told me again to take asRead full post »

DECEMBER 30, 2009 4:36PM

The magic Christmas train, derailed.

The good news is that when faced with incontrovertible evidence that the Santa story is a big mythic scam, the Diva chose to ignore the facts and continue to believe. I’ve got at least a little more time savoring my girl’s adorably narrow view of reality.
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The bad news is thatRead full post »

I do believe I have experienced a bit of Christmas magic. Scoff if you must and get it out of the way.

Our Christmas Eve bordered on unbearable. Hot Firefighter Husband was working, and I did not handle it well. It seemed completely unreasonable that he

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Jesus is not the only reason for the season. The Pterodactyl reminded me of this yesterday, after I spent two hours trying to find him a dreidel, with no success. So I bought him a really cool menorah, which he loves, though he was adamant that we “not play any HanukkahRead full post »