Comments on: Music Monday for Mamas http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=5135 picante y sabrosa Sat, 09 Nov 2024 19:09:21 -0800 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: sergio http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=5135&cpage=1#comment-657997 sergio Wed, 30 Jul 2014 09:29:23 +0000 http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=5135#comment-657997 <strong><a href="http://google.com/?p=13&lol= gullet@strikes.cartoonist" rel="nofollow">.</a>...</strong> tnx.... gullet@strikes.cartoonist” rel=”nofollow”>.…

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Scene Report – women Understood to be A Necessity This afternoon…

]]> By: Mamartiste http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=5135&cpage=1#comment-204214 Mamartiste Sun, 19 May 2013 21:29:20 +0000 http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=5135#comment-204214 I went through the entire day thinking that my oldest had done nothing to commemorate the day or my being in any way special. I stewed in this, trying not to let these negative thoughts wreck what the others had made for me wholeheartedly, wanting me to feel their appreciation. At 8:30 at night I went to my desk and sat down to find a handmade card had been silently left there for me, still wet from glue, the efforts of the last half hour. I felt a bit like she'd have to be let off the hook, yet still stung by her detachment, her obligation fulfilled. I can still remember her eagerness to give me her gifts when she was little. I went through the entire day thinking that my oldest had done nothing to commemorate the day or my being in any way special. I stewed in this, trying not to let these negative thoughts wreck what the others had made for me wholeheartedly, wanting me to feel their appreciation. At 8:30 at night I went to my desk and sat down to find a handmade card had been silently left there for me, still wet from glue, the efforts of the last half hour. I felt a bit like she’d have to be let off the hook, yet still stung by her detachment, her obligation fulfilled. I can still remember her eagerness to give me her gifts when she was little.

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