the smell of my desperation has become a stench

I am here

This was generated by one of the many weather apps you can download for your camera phone, and I’m showing it here because this morning when we got in the car to go to school the temperature in the car said 27 degrees. Except, my hands froze and fell off of my arms as I tried to put Marlo into her carseat and then her nose fell of of her face and shattered on the concrete below. What an odd 27 degrees.

The cold had paralyzed my brain, obviously, because the car was reading the temperature inside the car. By the time I dropped Leta off at school it had adjusted to the temperature outside: 9 degrees.

I know there was a reason I moved away from Southern California 11 years ago but right now I CANNOT REMEMBER WHY.

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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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