Tumbling Moo

Mother, Feminist, art enthusiast. Slightly paranoid. Resourceful out of necessity. Convinced I need a snuggie and a slapchop. Finding all the things I like. Basking.

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Storm rise, Jimmy Chin

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Hey kids, I’m back.  It’s been a while.

I’m going to try to do more writing. 

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The Coward

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Walk this way

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are u there spring it’s me margaret

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Goddess.

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Yes…

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Illustration by George Leonnec

For La Vie Parisienne

March 1913

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Word on the Street

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I really love Gema Zamprogna. 

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I'm supposed to have time to myself for my own well-being I'm supposed to take time to WANT to have sex. I'm supposed to feed and take care of Nodin, which I do a lot in the evening because it seems like you're always annoyed with him. I'm supposed to go from servitude to sex-wanting-person as soon as I'm done with Nodin?  Um. ?  I can't spend three to four hours a night waiting for Nodin to be done being a part of our lives, doing things for him for you, for the household and immediately be wanting to have sex.  I mean, I want to have sex, yeah, all the time, because I'm a person, and I'm a human.  But I'm also me, and I need to have time to myself.  If I'm on the phone and the oven timer goes off I'm not going to feel like a person if I have to come out and turn off the fucking oven to make sure nothing burns. Saving lives in the form of everyday pragmatism is not how I get turned on. Give me time.  To myself.  Alone.  In a room.  No disturbances. Deal with whatever else is going on. For at least two hours. MAYBE then.  Maybe then, I'll feel like coming and rubbing some part of me against some part of you.  But until then, I"m just a person trying to feel like a human FIRST.  And humans like sleep.  I like sleep.  I can't sleep until I feel like I've satisfied all the things I need to satisfy in my family.  I have insomnia because I feel bad for not having more sex.  But I don't think about sex because I don't think about sex.  I think about food and budgets and clean dishes and how many forks do we have and how much milk is left and how soon should nodin get his pajamas on and oh shit he's filthy he needs to shower but AFTER he eats SOME food and oh that thing is in the way and now I have to poop but how long have i had to poop for i need to poop okay i'm in the bathroom UGH Nodin WHAT?@! I need to fucking pee oh there's an interesting thing on the internet and now Charles wants to tell me about his score and that's really COOL and I"m excited for him but i have nothing comparable to talk about so i have to smile and leave asap so i can get Nodin to bed so we can hang out and sex comes last. sorry.

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“You’re one of the good ones" by explodingdog

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George: Jerry, where did you get that sweater? Jerry: What do you think? I found it at the back of my closet. George: I think that’s what the back of closets are for.

(via The Sniffing Accountant)

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From the city hall ceremony to the ultimate over-the-top soiree, get inspired with our wedding guide.

See the slideshow

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NO. 

NOBODY NEEDS THIS.

GET INSPIRED BY WHAT YOU WANT FOR YOURSELF.

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“The first and final thing you have to do in this world is to last it and not be smashed by it.”

Ernest Hemingway (via likeafieldmouse)

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It's been awhile

A lot of stuff has happened.  Busy times.  Time now to re-direct this blog and make it into something more cohesive.