Monday, September 6, 2010. Cross-posted over at The Punishment Book. After several months, though, I began to long for that part of myself. I missed the fire, the sparkle, the desire. I wanted to feel like me again. I worried that motherhood had completely changed me, had replaced those fiery, sassy, desiring parts with nurturing, responsible, mechanical parts. It gave me a glimpse that I might still be me.

Om jag bara vetat om det här tidigare! Vilket geni kom på det här? Tips tips tips till alla nyblivna föräldrar, min vän rekommenderade mig om det här eftersom hennes bror and fru också har Tvillingar och det funkar perfekt för dem. Alla lådor, hyllor, påsar och hängare i barnens rum. Det växs ju ur kläder i rykande fart! Svårt att förklara.

In the case of this last week, I can completely understand if people have abandoned, either temporarily or permanently, some of the more traditional monotheistic faiths. Who even wants there to be a God who will let this kind of thing happen? I work with someone who recently said she wa.

Social, political, and whatever other observations. The Fight of the Pit Bull. I have been meaning to write this post for some time, and I cannot believe it took me so long to do. This is probably, in my opinion, the most important post I have ever written.