Perhaps the ultimate irony of being a mom is that after a long day of several small people pawing at you, the ultimate indulgence would be to surrender yourself to the expert hands of one large person.
Thursday, August 27, 2009 4 Comments
Perhaps the ultimate irony of being a mom is that after a long day of several small people pawing at you, the ultimate indulgence would be to surrender yourself to the expert hands of one large person.

Yes, yes, you read that right.
The 10-years-in-the-making, greenest museum on earth is the recipient of this month’s uncoveted wet blanket award.
Hard to believe that as recently as the mid-1990′s, gift cards didn’t exist. Now they’re so commonplace that I actually carry a separate mini-wallet just to hold them all.
Slate posted an interesting article recently called Orphaned Tweets: When people sign up for Twitter, post once, then never return. According to a study at Harvard Business School, 10% of the service’s users account for 90% of the tweets.