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Me, My First Cavity , & Liberty!

June 20, 2014 By: Nicolecomment

My sister was the queen of sweets growing up. So much so that I didn’t know cereals like Count Chocula and Frankenberry had marshmallows until college (when my sister wasn’t around to help unpack the groceries). While I thought she was eagerly searching for the prize in every box, she was actually sifting through the […]

Double-sided Deadbolt Dilemma

May 8, 2014 By: Nicole1 Comment

Shortly after college, I rented the first floor unit of a beautiful old duplex built in 1920. I loved living there, but one of my biggest pet peeves was that it had these crazy double-sided deadbolts on the front and rear doors that required a key on BOTH sides. I faced the same odds of […]

Hold the Whip, Please!

May 1, 2014 By: Nicolecomment

Hold the Whip Please!

I am a foodie through and through. Cooking and eating are two of my most favorite past times, but lately I’ve been trying to keep a better watch on what I’m eating and commit to being more active. Yesterday I noticed a little extra wiggle room in my dress pants, so today I tried to […]

Bad For Business

April 26, 2014 By: Nicole1 Comment

As a kid, summer wasn’t summer until my shoulders bubbled up with blisters and I experienced my first bout of sun poisoning for the season. Into my teens and twenties, I inevitably kicked off the end of every winter by spending endless hours and countless dollars trying to convert my pasty white complexion into the […]

Have You Seen Your Sister Today?

April 21, 2014 By: Nicolecomment

My sister recruited me out of college onto a Y2K project that led to a two year gig as a Technical Writer. A far cry from the creative writer I envisioned myself as, but nonetheless, a real job with benefits AND a solid income (as my sister pointed out). My first week on the job, […]

My Pretty Little Easter Mullet

April 16, 2014 By: Nicolecomment

One of my fondest childhood memories is coloring Easter eggs with my sister and grandpa every year. My grandpa was a large burly man who spoke with a thick German accent. So thick, I barely understood but every third word he said. And, like it was his uniform, he sported plaid shorts, black dress socks […]

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My name is Nicole, also known as Nickle Pickle.
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