But so much more
From the category archives:
This isn’t a rant or a pity mope but an honest-to-God what the hell would you do? post. OK, it’s a little rantacular.
There are brilliant multitaskers and fantastic time managers, and I’m neither. Therefore, the particular demands I’m under now are either conditioning for a yet more-difficult trial to come or I’m being fucked with. [...]
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This morning, my husband got up with Tink at 7 and let me sleep in.
He took her downstairs, made her pumpkin pancakes and set up the ridiculous skate park toy “Santa” bought for her that he and I semi-argued about in the days before Christmas. (Along the lines of, “What possessed you to buy [...]
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The following will read like a targeted assault. It’s not. (Well, maybe …) No, really. It’s not. It’s about attitudes and conventions we’ve come to accept that we used to find shameful. And while I’m aware I really go with gusto where this rant takes me, I have a larger point.
To catch everyone up: [...]
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