When a baby is learning to walk, she can do it, but wobbly at first. More wobbles and falls make better walking. If we wouldn't yell at a child for stumbling when learning to walk, why do we yell at ourselves?
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Editor’s note: While I will make every attempt to make my writing funny and approachable, please know my content is not for everyone. I am talking about dark, painful issues that you may have no experience with. You may have experience with them, and not want to relive them. I am talking about various forms... Continue Reading →
I’ve studied just about every philosophy that I can find over the last 2 years. At the end of the day, this is it. If you can do this, life is everything you want it to be. It is pretty much as simple as doing the opposite of everything you’ve been taught to do. When... Continue Reading →
We here at Mahbuttitches have experienced a first. This is completely and totally unchartered territory. For the first time ever, I have been unable to find appropriate Goldblumery for my post. It's rare I am "with it", "hip", or "have my finger on a pulse" but I actually do watch GoT in real time, so... Continue Reading →
Clearly it is a spoiler, you twat Yeah, I said it. I hope I speak for all of us GoT fans who have a Giant Ginger crush on one Mr. Tormund Giantsbane. You broke his giant-teat sucking heart, and I for one will not sit idly by, silently watching the wildling of my dreams be... Continue Reading →
For the Modern Mom I don't generally do a behind the scenes on anything I word vomit on this screen...I apologize, shitty marketing strategy: I do not generally do a behind the scenes on any of the shit I shit out on this itchy assed blog (for good measure poop)... but this is one I'd... Continue Reading →