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Laura Rae Amos // 28 // writer // Michigan // wife // mommy // sometimes musician // Christian // Buddy's Pizza // "the quiet girl" // Democrat // tree-hugging hippie // B.A. English, Creative Writing // cosmopolitans // defectively shy and kind of antisocial // a shamefully dorky Sims 2 habit // Netflix movies

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right now:

Dylan says, "Wake up, Daddy." // A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving // Flavors of Entanglement by Alanis Morissette // Weeds // blueberry pomegranate cereal

someone clever said:

"fitter, happier // more productive // comfortable // not drinking too much // regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week) // getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries // at ease // eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats) // a patient, better driver // a safer car (baby smiling in back seat) // sleeping well (no bad dreams) // no paranoia // careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole) // keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then) // will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in wall) // favours for favours // fond but not in love // charity standing orders // on sundays ring road supermarket // (no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants) // car wash (also on sundays) // no longer afraid of the dark // or midday shadows // nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate // nothing so childish // at a better pace // slower and more calculated // no chance of escape // now self-employed // concerned (but powerless) // an empowered and informed member of society // (pragmatism not idealism) // will not cry in public // less chance of illness // tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat) // a good memory // still cries at a good film // still kisses with saliva // no longer empty and frantic // like a cat // tied to a stick // that's driven into frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness) // calm // fitter, healthier and more productive // a pig // in a cage // on antibiotics." --Radiohead

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things i never imagined myself saying

Posted under not a mommy blog by Laura on Monday 25 August 2008 at 11:36 am

Dylan, sitting on the ground, mud streaks on his cheeks like war paint. I say, “We are going in the house right now if you don’t stop eating that dirt!”

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Comment by Lesha — November 5, 2008 @ 10:28 pm
Ran in front locomotive, which arrived late.

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