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Today we are writing schmaltzy things.

Today we are writing schmaltzy things.

Today my partner was job hunting.

And by “job hunting” I mean actually hitting the pavement and bringing polished resumes in person to one potential employer after another until he scored one on-the-spot interview and several prospects instead of sitting on his ass for, I don’t know, five years.

Weird.

LOL artichoke hearts look like giant nipples.

Also I am 12.

LOL artichoke hearts look like giant nipples.

Also I am 12.

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had a Good Day today

So proud of my girl.

First horseback riding lesson! Annalisa had a fantastic time :) (at Highland Stables)

First horseback riding lesson! Annalisa had a fantastic time :) (at Highland Stables)

Getting ready for her first horseback riding lessons. Pretty psyched.

Getting ready for her first horseback riding lessons. Pretty psyched.

I caught them bonding over the chickens. Boyfriend waved. Daughter flipped me off.

WIN.

I caught them bonding over the chickens. Boyfriend waved. Daughter flipped me off.

WIN.

The average Christian woman is not trained from the home, nor encouraged, to find a husband as an alternative to going to college and starting a career. This is sad and unbiblical.

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2 Reasons Why My Daughter Will Not Go to College - ParkingSpace23ParkingSpace23

I hope this kid gets survives long enough to earn 37 Ph.D.s.

#TBT Teen-the-younger, 6 years ago.

#TBT Teen-the-younger, 6 years ago.

When you’re helping your Directioner daughter to navigate the bus system home.

When you’re helping your Directioner daughter to navigate the bus system home.

First day riding her bike to school! (Albeit with mama following her all the way, squawking as safety issues warranted. )

First day riding her bike to school! (Albeit with mama following her all the way, squawking as safety issues warranted. )

The boyfriend is talking to his mom about the environment.

She had been, with her church, to yesterday’s Climate March in New York City, is sincerely curious about what she can do to help the environment. He delicately suggests less recreational travel. Switches subject to our new chickens. Has all the excitement of a new papa. Gushes: “Annalisa named her chicken Lily, Victoria named hers Isabella, and I named mine Camilla, after Gonzo’s chicken in the Muppets.” (Which is as close as he is likely to get to any “new baby” excitement, since at 43 I am most likely infertile, and there is a general consensus that Me Getting Pregnant would not be especially prudent.)

He goes on about the environmental benefits of backyard chickens. “We’re super happy about it, and that’s the big news around here.” Will we be going to the upcoming family reunion? Doubtful, unless dad or grandma can kick in the funds—“We spent all our money on Annalisa’s bike… and chickens.” Plus there’s that whole idea of trying to travel less, although, he notes, “Victoria will still have to fly back to Virginia at least once more, to get the rest of her stuff and—finalize things.”

And how is Victoria? “She is well, thanks for asking.” (I chuckle. Not only am I well, I am shamelessly eavesdropping, being naturally curious about this woman who had him in her 40s—with a younger man, after her first marriage by which she already had… two teenagers. Does she wonder if that history will repeat itself? Unlikely… unless you count chicken babies.) I wave from across the room. He smiles. “Victoria says hello, too.”

This has been a sketch of my domestic life at this time.

We had some adventures today.

We had some adventures today.

YOU GUYS, WE HAVE CHICKENS

(Source: youtube.com)

Annalisa is getting an education with regard to the impressive dimensions of Pacific Northwest slugs.

Annalisa is getting an education with regard to the impressive dimensions of Pacific Northwest slugs.