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When I was little, my bedtime ritual always included a bedtime prayer, and that prayer always ended with a plea to God to bless the people that I loved. Jesus tender shepherd hear me,Bless thy little lamb tonight.In the darkness be thou near meWake me with the morning light And then… God bless Mommy, Daddy,…

What I am most thankful for, always: these two. There is no measure of gratitude – to God, to Nature, to the universe, to my husband, to myself – that is sufficient to the thanks they warrant. My little turkeys. I love them so.

I’m getting a little tired of all the cries and lamentations about how New Moon – the movie and the book and the Twilight series from which the latter are derived – is bad for you, bad for girls, bad for the world, bad, bad, bad. Because, really: it’s not. It just isn’t. So we…

You’re gonna join the club, that’s what. Because being bad is better in solidarity. And while it won’t help you bake better cookies, it will help you feel better about your lack of cookie-baking (and organic-baby-food-making, and sleep-training, and enjoying playdates, and resisting-complaining, etc, etc…) skills. So. What are you waiting for?
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