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@RageMichelle and I were talking about writing funny. I thought about how my daughter's friends think I'm hilarious and always ask for stories, but there isn't much humor on this blog. I'm gonna try it - here ya go. @lia likes to tell people I got drunk and broke the laundry machine, but that's not how it went. I was staying with her in Michigan while she had knee surgery. Maybe it wasn't that visit - I think she left me unattended to go to her job. All I know is I got bored. I would be HELPFUL. I would do the laundry. At my place in DC, we didn't have machines so I used the laundromat down the block. Across the street from the laundromat was Room 11 , an excellent Foodie joint with talented mixologists (hi, Shaun.) I wisely developed a routine:  put my clothes in the washer, set an alarm on my phone to signal the end of the wash cycle, cross the street and order a drink. Before the alarm went off  I'd order food, which would be ready by the ...

Eddie's girl had told him: "If you're gonna propose to me, you need to make sure of three things. First, make sure my nails are done. Second, make sure there's a photographer. Third, make sure my family is there." Eddie said no to the third one. I was enlisted by my office-mom Stacy and Auntie Shantel to be the photog. For the record, I am older than both of them. That conversation went like this: "There goes Debora. She'll do it. Debora, you got anything going on August 1st? You do now."  I've shot 2 weddings and a birthday party for coworkers. I'm the unofficial official. Eddie wanted to pop the question at the time and place where he'd asked his girl for a date the very first time -  Waterfront Park in Georgetown, DC, at midnight. I told him I'd do the job for the cost of parking. Since I had to be in DC on a Saturday night, I went camouflaged: skeleton dress, bow tie, combat boots, blue lipstick. So maybe that i...