mama dearest

For all the ways the Internet enriches my life (hello never bored pooping), it also does a helluva job making me feel like a terrible mother and general all-around human being. Because if the Internet (and it's beautifully tweaked Wordpress sites) are to be believed, doing crafty things with and for your child, creating rambling meals chock-a-block full of exotic yet earthy ingredients, while capturing every exquisite expression to ever spread across their little faces is the NORM.

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imaginary itinerary

It's official. I'm at the tattoo shop getting 'SquareSpace 4 Lyfe' inked around my neck. I like how easy shit works here. I can write something, and it works and you can read it right away. [Flashback to me doing the HTML by myself on the old site, screaming, and dripping tears and blood on the keyboard.] For writers, this is a godsend. And that finishes the unabashed endorsement section of this post.
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the very best

I am much too lucky. Seriously, in the last three years I have had so many good surprises. A proposal that knocked me ( and the wind) out, a bachelorette anniversary surprise party, and then last night a surprise "You made it through school!" dinner and sometimes during these events I get that swishy feeling inside of 'I don't know if I could be any happier right now'. I am loved. I love these people.
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