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Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

For the past few weeks I have been considering whether to endorse a candidate on this blog.
It isn’t something that would have occured to me to do in the past: 1) because this is not a political blog; 2) most importantly, because there was no one I particularly wanted to endorse; 3) because an unsolicited […]

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In September, 2002 I became a mother. It must have been the drugs, because I forgot myself and three years later did it all again. When I went ahead and did it a third time, there was no sympathy. We all knew I knew how I got there. Follow along as I illustrate time and again that motherhood is not for wimps.
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Cast of Characters
- Baby Eden: The Schmoopy. My sweet little Three, with the milky grin and the abnormally large feet.
Mary: Believes strongly in the importance of one's word. A problem-solver, who really knows her friends.
Karenna: Renna-Roo. The Roodle, Doodley. Everybody knows about Roo. Future member of the Bush cabinet. Feels strongly about her great-grandfather. Shockingly early mastery of sarcasm. Global domination "yes" -- plot"no."
Da Posse: Three friends, six years, eight kids. Because no one can ever see her own stuff. So you gotta get some friends who see yours and tell you about it. And then promptly forget it because they are easily distracted by shiny objects. Oooo. Shiny.
Moonbeam and Sunbeam: Yes, okay, somehow or other they got the same sorta names as our cats, Moonlight and Sunshine. That was a total accident. However, like the cats, they are super-cuddly, will get food for themselves if hungry, and they're part of the family. Like the rest of the family, they believe in the power of liquor, drugs, and hot glue. They have no fear of blood.
Da Momma: Elizabeth, a journalist and college instructor. Formerly a latte-slinging, cell phone-talking Washington political junkie. Now a slightly disorganized poser with an irrational passion for flinging things on the floor and hanging things from ceilings. Has been known to babble .

Cute Husband, Esq: A former Marine, it was he who instilled in our daughters a love of getting up very early in the morning to go off and do things. The bastard.

The Beasties: Two cats. And some cacti that refuse to die. This is a picture of a fish we killed a long time ago. Need to update that.

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