Even a post about autumnal comfort gets derailed. It’s okay, though. I saw my therapist and she said it’s good that I don’t own any weapons.
My child is at school which means she is not attached to my body which means I can take a moment to entertain myself.
“Last night I sat there struggling with the duty I have to destroy that innocent notion of hers, a notion born of my ignorance and my privilege, the privilege shared by so many other well-intentioned but naive white parents.”
A roundup of ideas for the father who probably isn’t 73 years old and would rather write a letter in his own blood than spend $45 on a pen.
Don’t blame me for all this light-hearted humming I’m doing. Blame Brené Brown. It’s all her fault and she needs to come clean.
This week’s link round up.
The messy state of Marlo’s “reading” habit.
Leta really wishes I would just grow up already.
This week’s link roundup.
Meanwhile, my own mother will be receiving a coupon for “one free lecture to me about the evils of Obamacare.”