Economic Informed Consent? YES, PLEASE.

I cannot think of a single more important topic for today, the day when I officially obtained decent health insurance for the first time in 7 years. I was uninsurable or near enough to it as an individual for that long.

You would think that a mother with several dependents who has been through some rough patches and SOUGHT CARE should be supported and granted proper medical care at an affordable rate SO THAT SHE MAY CARE FOR THOSE CHILDREN.

Meet my stepdad.

The Games. Of Stuff.

It seems that all the sagas around here are the Games This and Game of That. I’ve read all four Game of Thrones book and the three Hunger Games books, and now we are working our way through the first season of HBO’s Game of Thrones.

Only…how did they cram two thousand pages of high drama into the first six episodes? I mean, trim here, cut there, but criminy! Make [dashing character] gay rather than include a whole subset of plots? How can you pass over [her] and [him] and all their shenanigans? (There will be no spoilers here; I slogged my way through the series and so will you.)

Between discs three and four I was circling the living room, shouting in a ridiculous Seven Kingdoms accent, “He’s not GAY, he’s well LIKED! He throws parties! He dresses well! But he’s not gay! And his friend? Is HANDSOME, not his bloody boy toy! If they’re going to compress the rot out of this story, what’s going to be left for the next season? It starts in two days! Seven Hells!”

Guy, laughing, pulled me to him and said, “Come here and give me a kiss. This is why I love you.”

He folded his arms around me and smiled into my hair.

“Because you’re insane.”

The Intriguing World of the Mommy-Blogging Business

Aw, my first infographic! Not that I made it, but that I’m in it. Remember back in 2002 when all we had were link lists?

The Intriguing World of The Mommy Blogging Business

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Me: it’s nine o’clock. We should get up. I think the kids are all up.

Guy: They are. Someone pounded on the door a couple times.

Me: What? I slept right through that. What did they need?

Guy: I dunno.

Me: Well, who was it?

Guy: I dunno.

Me: Are you kidding me?

Guy: It woke me up once.