the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Greenhouse effect

Despite the fact that the temperature didn’t make it over 50 degrees fahrenheit yesterday, Chuck got to enjoy a sun bath because I dragged his bed over to the glass doors to the backyard. Within 15 minutes he was so hot he was panting and I had to order him over to a cooler spot. Right now it’s 36 degrees and snowing, so there’s no sun coming through those windows. He and I are both wielding pitchforks.

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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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