i’m almost finished with my feminism project (a compilation of almost everything i’ve learned for the past year including articles, videos, and personal writings) so i am vry much Powered Up With Feminism Juice like i could shoot down any misogynist right now
The only top 10 list that matters.
It’s called motherhood
Then = January, 2010 a million years ago…
Then: God, I need a job
Now: It took a while, but thank you, thank you. 1000 Hail Marys currently in progress.
Then: My brain is melting.
Now: Brain melt no doubt the result of watching The View one too many times while making peanut butter sandwiches two days in advance.
Then: He’s cute.
Now: No. He was just OK, but I’d probably do him.
Then: I love my kids.
Now: Ditto, plus, plus.
Then: I AM a good mother and teenagers are friggin’ annoying.
Now: Yes. And, Hell Yes!
Then: I don’t need hot shoes.
Now: See watching too much of the View, above.
Then: Sarah Palin needs a big steaming cup of “shut the F up.”
Now: Thank you, waiter. Keep ‘em coming.
Then: I need help sometimes.
Now: I like help. Help is good.
Then: 401(k), shmo o’ one kay. I’m screwed and can never retire.
Now: Never say never.
Then: Sarah Palin writes a book and I’m still writing stupid shit on my computer in the middle of the night. Kill me now.
Now: Sarah who?
Then: He’s sweet and I like him and that’s OK.
Now: Derrrr. Of course he is! I’m an idiot.
Then: I’m never using a credit card ever EVER again.
Now: I think I can. I think I can. I think I Can.
Then: Shit. Can I pay my mortgage?
Now: Yes. Yes, I Can. You can stop calling me now. Thank you. F you.
Then: I don’t get this health care bill. Did we move to Canada?
Now: New health insurance subsidies provided to families of four making up to $88K annually , or 400% of the federal poverty level. Insurance companies prohibited from denying coverage based on pre-existing conditions. Insurers required to provide coverage for non-dependent children up to age 26. I am not moving to Manitoba.
Then: I’m going to write more.
Now: I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.
Then: So, I’m a Cougar. Whatever.
Now: I have tiger blood.
Then: Why does Sarah Palin still bug the crap out of me?!!
Now: Everybody kind of bugs the crap out of me. I accept that. I am perfect.
Then and Now:
Life is good. I am grateful. I think I’ll fall in love. Everything’s going to be OK.