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A little piece, at least. Twenty-something working in my first corporate job, living in my first solo apartment, feeling my way through my first long term relationship. Happiness comes from puppies, civil rights, perezhiton.com, my google reader, and decorating my apartment.

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“We are a culture that values child-bearing — consider the obsession with celebrity children as evidence thereof, not to mention Personhood amendments...”

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will not include the word “obey.”

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choose happiness

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“For you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.”

— Rosemonde Gerard

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Belvedere Residence by Anastasia Arquitetos

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A co-worker I work very closely with died over the weekend very suddenly. I have not had this feeling of helplessness and self awareness since my coach died 10 years ago.

I only knew her a short time, but she was such a joy to work with.. such a great, positive attitude, and she always made me feel like I was the funniest person in the world.

Two people have come over from the next aisle to ask how I am.. they said they always heard the two of us talking and laughing. It’s true.. we were always laughing when we were working together.

That is how I will remember Latisha.. laughing, and working hard, and smiling. And I hope you take a minute to count your blessings today, and remember that we are not invincible. Things can change in a heartbeat. We are so lucky to be here, and we are here so briefly.

Rest in peace, sweet Latisha.

Inspiration today can be found…

Below.

Listening to this. And this.

Finding this website.

It’s making me feel alive ~

Happy Wednesday.

We are a culture that values child-bearing — consider the obsession with celebrity children as evidence thereof, not to mention Personhood amendments — and yet we expect our childbearing populous to shed the physical evidence of said childbearing as soon as possible. On the one hand, this would seem hypocritical. On the other, it’s depressingly consistent, and the consistent element is misogyny. Let’s say it again, ’cause it’s happening: Misogyny. Women are so undervalued in our culture that the government wants to tell us how and when to have babies, and the media will tell us how and when to feel ashamed of our postpartum bodies. Have babies. Be an Object. Repeat. Quickly. Here’s how!

Media Obsession with Celebrities’ Postpartum Bodies is Part of the War on Women on Forbes.com - by Liz W. Garcia

On the long, LONG list of things irritating the hell out of me today, this paragraph sums up the thing at the very top. I don’t know about you, but I am sick to death of all of it. The Mommy Wars, politicians trying to use the Mommy Wars to make a point, legislation that flies in the face of women’s rights (and that actually passes), postpartum body expectations, natural birth > any other kind of birth, breastfeeding > anything else you can ever do for your child ever, don’t have a baby unless X, you SHOULD have a baby because of Y, you HAVE to have a baby because we said so. Jessica Simpson is too pregnant. Jessica Simpson’s baby has a stupid name. By the way, you don’t even need sperm now to be pregnant.

So, lucky for me (and maybe for you), being born a woman means that no matter what decisions you make in your life, you’ll always have someone that questions you about it or any number of politicians trying to make it more difficult for you. No matter what you choose, there will be someone or something telling you that you made the wrong decision. That your child will be worse off. That you will be worse off. That society suffers because more women like you made the same decisions. You’ll be either too fat or too skinny. You’ll be too motherly or not enough. You’ll work too much or not at all. You’ll feel constantly guilty. Everyone can and will judge your decisions, and middle-aged, white rich men will always think they know what’s best for you because they’re rich and white and found Jesus.

And the worst part is? You’ll write blog posts like this one and rant about the inequalities and sigh and just say, “Oh, it’s American culture and it’ll never change.” Fuck that shit.

I have to believe it can change and will change because I am raising a daughter and I refuse to have her realize one day down the road that she is undervalued and over-criticized because she doesn’t have a penis.

HAPPY WEDNESDAY

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You’re welcome.

dailypeptalk:

(Breathe it all in. Love it all out. via inspiration)

Why does my make-up not look like this when I try it? →

I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I’m helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time—waking and sleeping. It doesn’t change God—it changes me.

C.S. Lewis

Had a lovely day in the city yesterday with Lynnie. Paid for all the walking around yesterday by being utterly exhausted and cranky all day today. Jake and Simon are bed and pillow hogs, which didn’t help.

I was bad about taking too many pictures, but did snap a few at the very fan-cy (and price-y) Balthazar Restaurant.

If you are looking to save money, I recommend NOT signing up for fab.com. However, if you like cheeky, fun, and pretty things for your house / apartment, click the link to sign up!! In few short weeks, this gorg mirror will find it’s new home on my yet-to-be-installed white shelves.

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Quick Photo update.. Happy Birthday Gerber Daisies for Lynnie, and Simon wanting attention instead of intellect.