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In sickness

This is one of the 12 roses I gave to Jon for Valentine’s Day. I picked them up at the grocery store while there to grab a gallon of milk and a jug of orange juice, and when I got home I threw everything on the island in the kitchen and said, hey you, it’s been a long day and a longer month, I know you didn’t get me anything so these are for the both of us. We’ll try harder next year.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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