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Baby Giveaway. Not of Mine. Not a Giveaway of a Baby, Period–We’re Not That Tool in India. A Giveaway for Babies That’s Not Even My Giveaway. There, That’s It.

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This is my baby. My baby is cute. My baby is cuteness capped off in cuteness courtesy of NapTimeCreationsMO.

I’m not hosting a giveaway of such epic cuteness, but I will direct you to the one being conducted by a friend of my friend once I ramble about pancakes and body crevices and the marriage of the two after this little introduction:Read more »

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All-Knowing Mini People, Big Alients, Pinterest, and Salvation (Week 4)



Today you had less to say fuss-wise today than did our three-legged Chihuahua who was unhappy that none of his canine companions or Thor Cat would let him dominate them, which might not properly convey the compliment I’m paying you and the hair you’re saving me, as Chihuahua lets old lady shrills that could bust bullet-proof glass out of his seven-pound, three-legged frame. He likes to look at you, too, probably because I set you on “his” blanket here, which he does not dominate, in case you’re wondering.

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Be Proud, Mom

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Hippie. Tree-hugger. Vegetarian. Greenie. Stuck-up bitch.

To all I give a great big thank you, except I must deny one: Hippie. I am not a true hippie.

Sorry to disappoint, Mom.

In a world of Big Macs and big trucks, sometimes you get called a name or two at work for being the chick who, in her bamboo heels, silently shuts off her Prius before she bends down to save the earth worm from the asphalt and, when in the air conditioning she frowns at, refuses the PTA’s doughnut breakfast in favor of carefully iceboxed (in a fair-trade bamboo bag but of course) organic kombucha and strawberries with a side of animal rights talk to anybody who will listen or not.Read more »

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