the smell of my desperation has become a stench

The Good Kind

I mentioned here about a month ago that we were having our entire roof replaced. The inspectors we hired when buying the house told us we could get another good two years out of the beast, but when you’re living underneath a 25-year-old roof that is more flammable than gasoline and a fire breaks out on the hill not two hundred yards from your house? And one morning you wake up to find your miniature Australian Shepherd running around the yard with a piece of the roof in her mouth?

You have to somehow find it in yourself not to puke when the estimates start rolling in.

Let’s just say that this was our creative way of living through 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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