Today I was going to end it all, I was so tired, depressed, devoid of hope for the future. Then I took a nap. All is awesome now.
This morning I went to check on Margaux, who was still snoozing after the dark thirty wake up call of our older children. I saw brown, lumpy gunk surrounding her head: what was THAT? Dried blood? Had she been a victim of an errant bullet in our 'hood? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!No, Sylvie had attempted to give her some chocolate chip cookie.
I really have nothing to say tonight, except that if you are interested in my latest article on "going organic" (yes, after Stanford tells us organic may mean doodoo), it is here. And the videos for "Listen to Your Mother" are finally up - so please go listen to some very entertaining and smart women here. Good lord don't listen to mine though - I only made it four seconds in because I hate a) my voice; b) my fat pregnant face; and c) my hair. Thank GAWD I am not a movie star.
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