Yesterday Henry was playing outside and broke a window. At least two children saw him do it, and no one told us. These are children who normally tattle such offenses as BREATHING TOO LOUD and "He's thinking I'm stupid!!"---but when it's something we really would like to hear about, nothing. So cold air poured in all night. Little belated Valentine's Day gift for you, there, gas company.
If you are browsing your sad empty weekend RSS reader, I suggest MO Mommy's post Mutualism, which contains this excellent line:
People always say, "BE YOURSELF! Don't worry about what others think! BE YOU!" But what if being me INCLUDES caring (and caring deeply) about what others think? THEN WHAT?and this one:
The internet can make people feel anonymous, make them feel it's ok to say things for the sake of an argument, when the argument itself misses the whole point.
Or, Marie Green was talking on Twitter about The Trephine's post Some Divorce Advice From Me to You. It's got advice if you're getting a divorce, if you know someone getting a divorce, if you're not planning to get a divorce, if you're not even married. It's part serious, part funny, part insightful---one of my favorite combinations:
Plus, anytime anyone asks about your ex and how it’s going, you can say, “Oh, he/she is great. A++++++++, would divorce again.” Oh, come on, that’s funny.
Or you might like to read Bebehblog's post Opening Up, on the serious subject of psychiatric medications, but also funny:
Some days I wondered if I was crazy for NOT having postpartum depression. And then when things started to feel out of control I wondered if I was just exaggerating so I could fit in.