the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Home library

Our main bookshelf is in the downstairs utility hall next to the laundry room, and as I was sitting on the floor this morning sorting out the darks and the lights I saw this particular arrangement of books and was amused at the juxtaposition of the World Masterpieces I collected in college as an English major and Susie Bright’s Sexual State of the Union. I’m thinking that was not accidental.

Also, the Ayn Rand books are from high school when I was young and impressionable and infatuated with a senior who was really into her philosophy at the time. That is my excuse and I’m sticking with it.

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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