as you can see this doesn't hurt one little bit.
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14 days & look how well we handle narcotics in this family
parker had a filling today. after an unsuccessful try a few months ago the doctor said he'd give her a mild sedative. so apparently mild sedative + laughing gas + novocaine = loopy parker. and apparently seeing double.
will someone do me a favor?
mom and i found my wedding dress today. no, i'm not engaged (yet). yes, i bought it. yes, it cost $35. yes, it requires pie. and eclectic chairs. and canning jars with mismatched silverware. and a FASCINATOR. and vintage stockings with vintage garters. and my trademark red lipstick. and a live band with a fiddle. basically, I want this wedding.
so someone tell danny to shit or get off the pot and that my favorite romantic song is stevie wonder's i believe. and it's in one of my favorite movies too.
dove
i remember first becoming aware of my body's shape and size around 10 or so, feeling self-conscious at that age of my 'big' thighs (saddle bags or thunder thighs), especially as compared to my very skinny best friend (*waves to amanda*) who hit puberty a bit later than me. eighteen years later i still struggle to beat back the urge to refer to my backside as 'cheesy' and my breasts as saggy and 'mom-ish.' i do my very best not to self-deprecate in front of the kids. i want them to grow up confident and strong and proud of their bodies, regardless of shape or size. i try teach my kids healthy eating and exercise habits but must strike a balance between seeming obsessed with such matters and caring not at all. i remind the that all bodies are different and that that's part of what makes the world interesting. i wonder if my body 'morals' will stand up to their peers, the media, and their own inclinations... in any case, this trailer got me thinking.
read this and be completely amused.