the smell of my desperation has become a stench


This is one of many wedding rings I own, something I picked up at either Walmart or Target for under twenty bucks. I’ve written about this before, how neither of us owns a traditional wedding ring because I’d rather use that kind of money on a kitchen remodel or to send a kid to college. This is the default one I wear around the house or when I’m running around town in my workout clothing, and it does a good job of tricking people into thinking it’s the real thing. Normally it’s a tiny bit big for my ring finger, but I’ve already started to retain water in my hands, and you can see here where it’s starting to pinch the skin. I’m guessing I’ve got about another month before I won’t be able to get this thing over my knuckle.

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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