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  The hardest thing I have done in a month

  08.12.09 | Permalink | 12 Comments

  I minded my own business. Sure, I had to get up and move finally in order to do it, but I DID IT. At pack meeting tonight (which if you don’t know what a pack meeting is, just be grateful and don’t ask), there was a crying baby. A one-month old. Mom fed her on [...]

• writing

  In Which WonderWoman Meets Her Match

  07.15.08 | Permalink | 11 Comments

  WonderWoman gaped at the doctor. “I’m gonna have a buh . . . a buh . . .?” “Not a buh. A baby.” He smiled encouragingly. “You’re sure? Like seventy percent or eighty? I know you doctors love percentages.” Please-oh-please let it be eighty-five or ninety. She could cope with ninety percent. “‘Fraid not. Pregnancy’s [...]