the smell of my desperation has become a stench

A heavy July

Jon and I returned home late yesterday after spending most of the day waiting around at San Francisco International Airport for a flight that was delayed multiple times. Today we’re going to the funeral of a very dear loved one (no, not my stepfather, his chemotherapy treatments for lymphoma are going really well and the prognosis looks good, thank you for the prayers and thoughts you have sent me, they have made a huge difference). This means that posting here will not resume until tomorrow, thank you for your patience.

P.S. I just asked Leta if she would say hi to the Internet, and she waved her whole arm and screamed, “HI TO THE INTERNET!” So I said, Leta do you love the Internet? And she said, “Um, I think I do!” I think I’ll keep her.

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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