thematically fickle

Like most of the women I know, I am sufficiently offended by John McCain’s choice for Vice President. I’ve spent the weekend purposefully not reading the commentary that is surely flooding the Internets and I doubt that I’m adding anything new or insightful to the conversation here. But adding it I am, because I have [...]

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I’ve heard it said that “The Terrible Two’s” is a myth and that really, what’s terrible are the threes. Ruby won’t be three for another month but I see what’s ahead because ahead has already mowed me down. Sometime during the last week, my beautiful, darling daughter was snatched up and replaced by a person [...]

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In the light of day, everything seems survivable. But last night, while in the throes of CrySnotCough Fest 2006, I honestly contemplated telling Sam that I was headed out for the proverbial pack of smokes. Seriously. I came dangerously close to needing a straight jacket and padded room. We put Ruby down for bed at [...]

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