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Month: November 2012

  • Who doesn’t love a quickie?

    Down, boys and girls. This is not a post about sex. Un-fucking-fortunately, I might add. I meant “quickie” in that this is just a quickie post because I’m tired and there’s still much to do before bed. Here’s what I’m grateful for today: FOUR WHOLE YEARS of having my darling little Benjamin in my life.…

  • The secret to doing anything. Any. Thing.

    It’s the Glorious Month of Gratitude, bitches. Today I have a good one for you. And it’s a secret. Lean in real close, will ya, and lemme whisper in your ear … Apparently I can do anything. For real. Go ahead. Dare me. Nah, screw that. I know at least half of you are sickos…

  • Today’s ‘Tude: Resilience, Republicans and O’Reilly

    Today I am grateful for resilience, Republicans and O’Reilly. (And alliteration! So yummy!) I read an article years ago that stated that the best thing you can do for your kids is teach them how to be resilient. Learning another language, playing an instrument, becoming a superjock … none of these things determine success. Dealing…

  • Gratitude for a tiny flame

    You know what I’m not thankful for tonight? This brain that won’t shut up. Dude, shut up already. I’m tired and I just want to fire off some cursory I’m grateful for fuzzy puppies-style post so I can meet my gratitude requirement and go the fark to bed. But no. This brain cannot ever let…

  • Election-day gratitude: Perspective (or) Nothing compares to W

    It’s election day, bitches! Woo hoo! Let’s paint our boobies red, white and blue and drink beer in the parking lots of our local elementary schools! Party on, Wayne! Party on, Garth! Or something like that … I usually spend this night in a terrible, intestine-twisting, hand-wringing fervor, pacing from living room to kitchen, kitchen…

  • Coming to grips with being spared: Finding gratitude in the midst of survivor’s guilt

    Tonight I state the obvious. I’m thankful for luck. And geography. And weather patterns that missed me and my loved ones. But I hate being thankful for all that. It feels selfish when I know that so many other people are truly suffering right now after Hurricane Sandy. People are cold, homeless, hungry, worn out…