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What follows was dictated me to on the evening of January 19, 2020, as I sat on a plane flying home to Utah from New York City. I opened a blank text document on Pete’s computer and had no idea what was going to happen….
by Heather B. Armstrong
January 21, 2020
I thought I was going to be able to write the rest of this story the way I wanted to, the way I had intended and Coco would have wanted. Although, now? I don’t know. Things have suddenly changed in the most profoundly sad and…
by Heather B. Armstrong
January 15, 2020
On January 10, 2018 I walked back into a concert venue from the lobby where I was waiting for a ride. The concert was not over, but my friend wanted to leave. I walked back in because I needed to give him something, I just…
by Heather B. Armstrong
January 13, 2020
Happy New Year, my lovely, fellow loonies. I use that term affectionately, so it means you are beloved to me. You and you and you. I have so much to tell you. So much has happened, so many good things. A few sad and formidable…
by Heather B. Armstrong
January 7, 2020
Bonjour, kind people! That means you, and you, and you, and YOU! I am not Oprah and do not have cars to give away, but if you were here I’d pour you some dry white wine (my drink of choice now that bourbon gives me…
by Heather B. Armstrong
December 9, 2019
I have not attempted a gift guide since Marlo pronounced “breakfast” as “bref-disk” and ever since someone corrected her my heart has been trying to reassemble itself. Maybe that’s contributing to my gut issues, although I think my gut issues have a lot more to…
by Heather B. Armstrong
November 29, 2019
A couple of weekends ago we all got dressed up, relatively speaking, to have Cat Palmer take our family portraits. First, I say “relatively” speaking because Marlo refuses to wear dresses anymore unless it’s for a sacred occasion. Like Halloween: View this post on Instagram…
by Heather B. Armstrong
November 4, 2019
While LightStream has compensated me for this post, it reflects my personal thoughts and opinions. …… The cohost of my podcast and I just finished recording an episode, and the only mention I made about my ongoing mysterious illnesses was at the end when I…
by Heather B. Armstrong
October 24, 2019
I am sitting down to write this as fast as I can given that I need to go pick up Marlo in 20 minutes, and having not written anything longer than a couple of paragraphs here and there in the last few weeks might be…
by Heather B. Armstrong
October 16, 2019
This is a random request to start off a blog post, but you didn’t come here to read the website of a law-abiding citizen who really believes that George Washington cut down that cherry tree with all of their patriotic, law-abiding heart. NO. You came…
by Heather B. Armstrong
September 19, 2019
As I write this I’m sitting in bed propped up on pillows as some random dude I hired off of Nextdoor feeds me grapes and makes tiny origami shapes of Benicio Del Toro while singing the entire Bee Gees catalog. A cappella. He was originally…
by Heather B. Armstrong
September 11, 2019
First, I should explain the new tagline up next to my logo since some of you probably think I misspelled my own name. And that’s fair. I make typos all the time and HOO does that some some of you little twitchy. “Heater” is how…
by Heather B. Armstrong
August 22, 2019