Fortune teller
"The baby’s needs are very insistent, and they’re normally not responsive to things like the mother’s needs for sleep, or food, or rest or break. That experience the first night of being more incredibly tired than I’ve ever been in my life, from having gone through the experience of the labor, and it was grueling as they tend to be. And just thinking that I felt badly deserved of a break — long, uninterrupted sleep, and not getting it, and the dawning realization that the days when you could depend on justice, in that sense, were over. That happens immediately, or it did for me. You can feel yourself kicking against it in an ineffectual way, but you realize that things have changed. How soon you accept it is another issue, but it is a source of frustration and guilt, because it sounds so selfish to talk about posing your own needs against those of your helpless infant, but we’re only human, and we do do that. And it seems unfair, feels unfair, much of the time, but we do it anyways. To me, that makes women quite heroic. – Susan Maushart"
— from Blue Milk
Today on Says You! I heard that some say that Gonzo is a turkey vulture.
this feels good to look at
Dream
This lady is cracking my shit up. Thanks for being a mom and still saying “shit.” It’s what we do.
Last night I dreamt I was watching a movie trailer- Philip Seymour Hoffman kicked an elephant.
Analysis: If Philip Seymour Hoffman appears in your dreams you are frustrated or feeling stuck. Elephants in dreams generally represent slowness.
I totally just made that accurate sounding bullshit up. It’s what I do.
Sal (age 10) Henry (age 7) and Me (age 33) Watch "Grease" for the first time.
- I'm reblogging because it made me laugh (and because there's a Sal in it). Happy New Year Ev'rybody.
- Henry: What the heck? They're kissing on the beach saying "don't go"? What is this? The end of the movie?
- Henry: What the heck? Is that Elvis?
- Henry: What the heck is with this cartoon? What are hooties? Is that another word for hooters?
- Henry: Are those guys the jackasses in this movie? Yeah, I think these guys are the jackasses.
- Henry: Elvis smokes?
- Me: Isn't Elvis. It's John Travolta.
- Sal: His eyes are too small for his nose. Who is THAT?
- Me: Stockard Channing.
- Sal: She does NOT look like she'd be in High School.
- Henry: Please tell me no one dressed or walked like this in real life. I don't think the Elvis looking guy knows his blondie girl is at this school.
- Henry: Did he just put a frog in her purse?
- Me: You were right about those guys.
- Henry: they are the jackass badasses, is Elvis one of those guys?
- Sal: Yeah.
- Henry: Do they just sit at the football practice and and make fun of everyone?
- Me: Yeah.
- Sal: I don't like these people. They're all rude.
- Me: Sandy doesn't seem rude.
- Sal: So?
- Henry: I love this movie. Wait ARE THEY ALL JUST SINGING?!?! SUDDENLY!?
- Me: Yeah. that's what happens in High School.
- Henry: Seriously? Did this just suddenly happen?? He's singing about her and she's singing about him? Weird. They both don't know they're in the same school?? You can tell that crazy girl is lip syncing. You can tell they're all lip syncing.
- Sal: The 50's look stupid. Elvis has a crazy chin dimple.
- Henry: Anyone can have a dimple like that, if they take a knife and just carve one out.
- Sal: Yeah, I'm sure the principal says "Quiet" and they're all quiet. That doesn't happen.
- Henry: WHY IS HE ACTING LIKE THAT TO SANDY?!?!
- Me: Why do you think?
- Henry: 'Cause he's a jackass.
- Me: Henry you can't say that word again, ok..... but yeah.
- Henry: Rizzo and these girls Sandy is friends with are the bad girls. Alllright!!!
- Sal: This is boring.
- Henry: Are they kissing in the car? Oh my god they are licking each other!! CHINESE KISSING!!
- Me: Chinese kissing?
- Henry: Uh, what is it, Japanese kissing? French... oh yeah french kissing.
- (Greased Lightning comes on)
- Henry: Too much singing. Can I turn this off?
- Beatrix walks in: Oh look at all the princesses dancing!
- Sal: Those cars don't look fast, they look like hippos.
- Henry: OH MY GOD LOOK AT SANDY SHE'S A BAD GIRL NOW!
- Sal: Those pants.
- Henry: Grandad and I went on the Gravitron 2 times last week.
- Me: You did not!
- Henry: Yeah, twice, I puked.
- Me: YOU DID NOT TAKE MY DAD ON THE GRAVITRON TWICE!
- Henry: I did. See that one ride in the movie? It looks so boring, it must be a 'kissing ride', the kind you go on just to kiss people?
- Me: Chinese Kiss them?
- Henry: Har-Har. Green screen car flying into the SKY!!!!!
This won’t be a very impressive post until it pays off in a month or so, and it will only really pay off for me.. but isn’t ‘blog’ a raucous synonym for ‘self-indulgence’?
WITH NO background in fashion I’m here to predict 3 spring trends before other blogs and magazines get the chance….
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“I can’t believe you have a vagina.”
The previous post is eerie accurate. Salamander, his Papa and I are in an intense time of reckoning. His first birthday will be a memorable time for me, of difficult choices and humble efforts.
"AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): Pigeons are blessed with an extraordinary ability to find home, even if they’re hundreds of miles away. They have an internal compass that allows them to read the Earth’s magnetic field, and they also create a “map of smells” that gives them crucial clues as they navigate. A team of scientists performed some odd experiments that revealed a quirky aspect to the birds’ talent: If their right nostril is blocked, their innate skill doesn’t work nearly as well. (It’s OK if their left nostril is blocked, though.) What does this have to do with you? Well, Aquarius, you’ve been like a homing pigeon with its right nostril blocked, and it’s high time you unblocked it. In the coming months, you can’t afford to be confused about where home is, what your community consists of, or where you belong."
— Free Will Astrology
