What are you as much as this weekend? It’s purported to rain, however half of me loves attending to laze round inside with none guilt. 🙂 Hope you’ve a good one, and listed below are a few hyperlinks from across the internet…
Mother’s Day is difficult, by the great Anne Lamott.
Have you seen the brand new West Side Story trailer?
“I’m the judge who approved the custody arrangement in the Parent Trap but in my defense I didn’t think they would go to the same camp.”
Mindy Kaling’s new audiobook is great, particularly the chapter on being a single mother or father.
Are these balls the identical coloration?!!
I gave my underwear drawer a makeover.
12 mothers on their secret strengths. Kate Baer’s made me snigger and nod. (New York Times)
Is this the right summer time tee?
An sincere swimsuit overview. (Loved this!)
Candles are having a second.
Salad on the identical plate as dinner is one of life’s easy pleasures.
The documentary Trapped: Cash Bail In America reveals the main issues with money bail. (Also, please contemplate becoming a member of us in donating to #FreeBlackMamas National Bail Out, should you’re ready.)
Plus, two reader feedback:
Says Anju on 12 reader feedback on residing absolutely: “This post reminded me of a ritual I had for a few decades. Each and every night, I used to blow a kiss to someone absent before going to bed. As a child this was often my dad — my parents got divorced and I saw him only every other weekend. As a teenager, the kiss was always for my current crush, embarrassingly enough. When my now-husband worked abroad for a very long year, the kiss was for him. When my grandma was in hospital, the kiss was for her. When we waited for our adopted child for a number of even longer years, the kiss was for them. (My baby is seven now and loves to hear about the kisses from mom.) And now, I have my husband and my baby right next to me when I fall asleep, and I can actually physically kiss them good night. I think that in my past lives, I often felt lonely and misunderstood, but still, there was always someone to send a kiss to. And now, I am surrounded by love and so very grateful.”
Says Emily on a candy proposal story: “My (now) wife had been in a deep depression for the year before we decided to get married. After trying many medications, she switched to a new medication on a Monday and told me that she started to see color in the world again. By Friday, over coffee in bed, we decided to get married. No proposal, no ring, just antidepressants.”
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