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Pouf!

A couple of weeks ago I ordered this Moroccan pouf to add to the yellow accents in my living room, something to help me survive Janurary. Except that I didn’t notice that it says very prominently “UNSTUFFED.” Meaning it arrived flat as a pancake.

Which reminds me:

At first I thought I’d just stuff it with old towels and t-shirts, but then I remembered that when I cleaned out the girls’ toys a few months ago that I gathered over two bags of stuffed animals that they hadn’t played with or seen in months. Do I derive great pleasure that they have no idea they are sitting on top of old stuffed puppies when they perch here after school to relax?

Let’s see:

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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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