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February 3, 2012 | Posted by Minky {moo}
Honestly I don’t think I care much who wins…I will just enjoy how the Boss jumps up and down screaming “go Rexy!” whenever anyone runs with the ball. (Rex is the Redskins quarterback FYI) I also plan to enjoy some chips and guac. Seriously, Sharon? You show us all up. Teddy Graham cake? LACE GLOVES???? [...]
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February 1, 2012 | Posted by Minky {moo}
In which I attempt to learn how to use my new camera while Huckleberry practices being awesome. I tell him he doesn’t need practice, but he insists. if only the picture could have captured the joyful squeal that accompanied this: it was half veloceraptor and have look mommy! toes! Final verdict? One of us needs [...]
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January 31, 2012 | Posted by Minky {moo}
There is a great scene in the last season of the West Wing where Alan Alda’s character calls Jimmy Smits character a “liberal” with a great deal of disdain. Jimmy’s character says {and this is paraphrased because I am no Aaron Sorkin} You fling that word around like an epithet. Well I pick it up, [...]
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January 30, 2012 | Posted by Minky {moo}
One of my greatest fears in life is that one of my -inexcusably long awkward period- school pictures will end up on Pinterest. via {not me. but not too far off}
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January 29, 2012 | Posted by Minky {moo}
For Christmas Zach gave me a cute little point and shoot camera, perfect for slipping in my over-sized purse/diaperbag. The problem was, that despite it’s brand name and great online reviews; it was utter garbage. After playing with it for almost a month I finally caved and took that dude back to Target. Because even [...]
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January 27, 2012 | Posted by Minky {moo}
In the late, late, late night anxiety whispers to me, it’s voice feather quiet and razor sharp. You don’t get to keep him. He won’t stay long. He is to precious for this world. He will be leaving you soon. This is different than the anxiety I suffered from earlier, a World War Two air [...]
Categories: Huckleberry, postpartum anxiety, Uncategorized |
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