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coming home

19 Jan


Wouldn’t it be sweet if I said that it was only this little hobgoblin that got me into my car and out of the city, back home before midnight?  In truth, as I alluded to so very awkwardly to a few friends this evening, dilemma #9 is what I have to look forward to if I’m out past curfew.  When you have a growing babe who vomits half of what she eats and therefore eats all the time, it is difficult to be away more than three hours without feeling like a porn star…and, with stretched out flabby abs, a porn star well past her glory days.

God I wonder what my kid will think when she discovers this blog…