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Here we are again. Some say the blog is dead. Some say it's having a resurgence. Nonetheless, this is a celebration of awkward things.
 
I wasn't born awkward, but I grew into it rather well. From unruly hair to clumsy feet. From bifocals to fibroids. From saying the right thing at the wrong time, to saying nothing at all.
 
Awkward things happen to us all, but most of the time we hide them. Instead, we should talk about them. Share them. 

It's all fair game. Just a warning: there will be a lot of talk about periods and hysterectomies and menopause. It doesn't get much more awkward than a good pair of white pants on an unexpectedly bad day.