If only those random strangers on Facebook could see THIS post. HOOOOOO!

http://dooce.com/2015/11/17/mommy-blogging-101/

Even a post about autumnal comfort gets derailed. It's okay, though. I saw my therapist and she said it's good that I don't own any weapons.

http://dooce.com/2015/11/16/head-first-into-the-season-ahead/

This one goes out to Miss Zoot, a source of personal inspiration. Thank you.

http://dooce.com/2015/11/11/run-emc/

The cautionary tale strikes again.

http://dooce.com/2015/11/03/are-you-a-social-media-influencer-well-then-pull-on-up-a-chair-and-pay-attention/

I blame that goddamn Adele song for putting me in a mood of total appreciation and gratitude. Well, after it made me bawl for two days straight.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/29/on-a-morning-in-october/

You could totally pin the shit out of this image, would you look at that.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/27/its-the-most-horrible-time-of-the-year/

If you ever see me wearing a costume it will be inside an ER because the resulting rash will have crawled inside my throat and asphyxiated me.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/23/allergic-to-costume-season/

"And was baptized by immersion, in Judea long ago..."

http://dooce.com/2015/10/22/aging-somewhat-gracefully/

These are the faces of women who have set out to improve maternal mortality rates in this country.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/21/the-women-who-inspire-me-to-run/

I'm going to lure you with this innocent picture of Coco into a deranged and diagnosable seven-minute span of my day. Let's do this.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/13/im-supposed-to-be-raising-money-for-a-half-marathon-but-i-had-to-do-this-one-first/

I could have watched a movie on this flight but instead I had a few hours alone to write and it feels so amazing that I feel like I'm flying. OH WAIT.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/05/i-have-wifi-on-a-plane-have-not-slept-in-three-days-and-so-this-happened/

She'll chase baseballs and lacrosse balls and now BYU footballs which she is determined to figure out how to pick up with her mouth.

http://dooce.com/2015/10/04/in-spite-of-so-much/

Why I am looking forward to colder weather for the first time in... ever?

http://dooce.com/2015/09/30/jumping-head-first-into-october/

The pins I stick in a map of where I have traveled are starting to look like a severe case of acne.

http://dooce.com/2015/09/29/did-i-ever-tell-you-about-that-one-time/

It is yet again that time of year, I just realized. Which could explain why I feel like I just guzzled a pitcher of fire.

http://dooce.com/2015/09/24/i-put-words-on-my-blog/

If you can't say, "Hairy vaginas," well then fuck 'em.

http://dooce.com/2015/09/15/portlandium/

I now have figurines to help facilitate the lessons I will teach my children about certain online behavior.

http://dooce.com/2015/08/24/from-my-childhood-to-theirs/

"Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free. Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole."

http://dooce.com/2015/08/18/back-to-school-2015/

Touching base as I recover from one of the worse cases of jet lag I've ever experienced.

http://dooce.com/2015/08/17/a-landscape-7600-miles-away/

Having a rare Hansel and Gretel moment when I could have one every day if I'd just make the damn time.

http://dooce.com/2015/08/05/up-by-silver-fork/