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Ooh, good question. Maybe "Free your daughters"?
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Lush Almond and Coconut Smoothie.
http://www.lushusa.com/shop/products/bain-douche/gels-douche/lait-cremeux-aux-amandes-et-a-la-noix-de-coco
It will make you want to lick yourself, guaranteed. (The alternative cleanser in the shower is Paul's manly chunk of, I don't know, Lava or something. My skin sloughs off in big sheets when I even glance at it.) -
Do people really do that?
I'm going to start carrying around a sock full of D batteries, so that if I ever meet one I can start swingin'. -
I'm too busy thinking of England.
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Lasers, baby. It makes me feel like Princess goddamn Leia.
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14. Front seat of a convertible, with a boy I didn't even like. My primary thought about it, then and now, was, "There. That's taken care of."
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As I get older and more experienced, EVERYTHING seems to make me more pro-choice than ever. But it is true that parenting in particular has given me a hard shove farther in that direction. Raising children kicks my ass and it's something I WANT to do, something I very specifically intended to do before our kids were conceived. If someone doesn't feel she can commit to doing that emotional and logistical work, whatever the reason, I hope she will never be forced to.
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Once in a great while, yes. She's very busy these days in her new role as Supreme Court Chief Justice. (You wouldn't believe how long it takes to wrestle into that black satin muumuu.)
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So that's why bulldogs have that mashed-in face! Now please explain why pugs are so fucked-up-looking.
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Yes, but I'd eat half the veal Prince Orloff and you'd bitterly regret inviting me.
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Yeah, but if you fell into a Great Lake, you could go for...um, dozens? Maybe even hundreds?...of miles, and then end up in...Detroit. So I'm thinking we should call this one a wash.
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Could it be perimenopause? I haven't seen a doctor, but that's what I've diagnosed myself with. Come on. Say yes. I need a buddy. I can't go through this without you, absolutely anonymous person who resides entirely inside the computer!
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Oceans. There's something about standing on a coast knowing as you look out that the next thing out there is Europe. Contrast with lakes, where the next thing you'd hit would be...the next town over. No matter how big it is, stand on one bank of the Great Salt Lake and you're still just facing Utah.
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I'm hoarding a few different things these days. There's Erin Michael's paint-by-number birds from her Uptown line, as seen here...
http://bit.ly/990Zf4
Erin Michael's paint-by-number deer and paintbox prints from Lush, as seen here...
http://bit.ly/9DFbGt
Finally, this is a sentimental favorite of mine, since I made my first quilt using it:
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Neither. I always have sufficient reusable bags on hand. I EVEN remember to take them with me inside the store.
Hahahaha. I lie. Plastic. -
Maybe it's just one of those things that seemed like a good idea at the time. Like Vanilla Ice.
I'm sorry. I'm flip because I'm uncomfortable with the question. But I'll admit that I've asked myself that same thing, in a groan at the end of a long, bad day, or in a tearful whisper at the end of a long, bad week.
I hope you're simply having one of those. As bad as they are, after all, they end. -
My main talent at that time was speaking foreign languages. I started college believing I was going to enter the foreign service. You know, because I'm so innately goddamn diplomatic.
That conviction lasted approximately as long as the third issue of my subscription to Foreign Affairs, when I realized that no matter how many times I looked up "irredentism," which is to say every time I encountered the word, I wasn't going to magically begin caring. Let the irredentist...ism...ication...ers work it out themselves.
So that left a void. I turned next to fine arts. After a fashion, I can draw. I can paint. I can make prints. What I couldn't seem to do, alas, was rise above mere competence. My portfolio was adequate but uninspired, and I didn't have the talent to parlay my interest into a paying career.
So then came the major of least resistance: creative writing. I finished my degree with a B.A. in English, a minor in East Asian studies, and absolutely no career prospects to speak of.
And so I invented the Internet. I started work as a technical writer, then moved on to one of the first Internet service providers, and the rest, as they say, is irredentism. -
An hour or more most days. I've cut way back on my reading, in part because I'm busier than I used to be, and in part because my interests have shifted somewhat. I read a lot fewer infertility blogs than I used to, and a lot more craft/cooking/book/general-interest-not-mommy blogs. It doesn't take me as long to work through my list now; I like what I read now but it's not as emotionally involving.
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I don't know! Let's catch some and find out.
Uh, do you want to do the eye-gouging or shall I? -
Straight vodka. Although I've never seen the point of mixers, I can on occasion be found with a vodka tonic in the summer months. It's a little more genteel than just swilling from the bottle.
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