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puppyofficial:

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 

Daughter rising.

Reblogged from puppyofficial on April 21, 2013

A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born.
Note to self: make everyday my birthday
Reblogged from quotewhore on January 9, 2013

(via likeneelyohara)

(via likeneelyohara)


You can’t build a reputation on what you intend to do.
Liz Smith (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
Reblogged from quote-book on January 9, 2013

You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.
Buddha | Submitted by beyoutifulllx (via quote-book)
Reblogged from quote-book on January 9, 2013

(via likeneelyohara)

(via likeneelyohara)


(via quote-book)

(via quote-book)

Reblogged from quote-book on January 9, 2013

The truth is, everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
Bob Marley (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
Reblogged from quote-book on January 9, 2013

May 18, 2003: All the President’s Girls

For Op-Ed’s 40th anniversary, an adaptation of an essay by Nora Ephron - the heroine of the little writer voice in my head.


idea-obscura
The only top 10 list that matters.

idea-obscura

The only top 10 list that matters.

Reblogged from idea-obscura on January 1, 2012

Getting there…

Getting there…

(Source: leadme2thecross1)

Reblogged from wanderfree on April 6, 2011

My first reblog from my 15 yr old. Smart. Curious. Smart. 15.  I’m proud.

My first reblog from my 15 yr old. Smart. Curious. Smart. 15.  I’m proud.

Reblogged from puppyofficial on March 26, 2011

It’s called motherhood

It’s called motherhood

(Source: buntfahrer)


You’ve got a bad case of being over there. The only cure is being over here.
To my babies - big and small, and very tall and handsome
Reblogged from quotewhore on March 21, 2011

 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.


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