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Monthly Archives: June 2010
Hoochie Mamas- You’re welcome.
Sometimes I like to answer some of life’s big questions. Sometimes I like to throw my slight weight behind a cause that I feel does humanity good. It’s just who I am. I want to make a difference.
Smile when I’m dead.
I’m in the car.
I’m stuck in late afternoon traffic, with Bam Bam chomping quietly on a biscuit in the backseat.
I stop at a red light and look out my driver’s side window.
It’s a cemetery. There is a burial in progress. There are about 15 people gathered before the gravesite.
It’s my blogiversary. Yay! I’m confused.
I’m so big and strong now.
I know so much.
I’m all grown up.
Look at me!
I
can
walk.
Text speak immersion therapy.
I spend a lot of time online, but just can’t bring myself to embrace the “net lingo.” I’m a texter who hates text speak.
I feel like it’s cheating, or maybe I just love words so much, that I don’t want to cut them off at the limbs. That’s what it feels like to me.
I was going to look for a new OB/GYN, but then I used her bathroom.
So…
I decided to get a new OB/GYN.
I like mine, but I don’t LOVE her. And I am often jealous of women who speak of their OB’s like they are best friends. I hear stories of ladies who talk to their Gynies about everything from sex to nutrition to tequila. There are people out there who have relationships with their OB/GYNs that span decades, and women who drive over 30 miles because they refuse to break that bond.
A little math lesson
Okay, I’m back!
I know you’ve missed me, and I will try very hard not to vanish for so long any time soon.
I’ve been gone for oh- so- long, dealing with invisible bugs, and weird crap that I’m sure I’ll tell you about soon enough.
But, as my returning gift to you- I give you…













