tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post2472977898113974762..comments2023-09-28T19:10:43.760-06:00Comments on The Feminist Agenda: New YearRachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08203151255248154129noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-40111117536228874312015-01-08T19:12:57.369-07:002015-01-08T19:12:57.369-07:00{manatees}{manatees}Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-45163924250912808902015-01-08T19:10:22.373-07:002015-01-08T19:10:22.373-07:00I used to experience that too. But now I think tha...I used to experience that too. But now I think that all the cool cooking posts and all that are not necessarily representative of every single day in that person's life. If I took pics of all the best things I ever cooked or made and posted them, I would look like I had my shit together 100% of the time too. It's selective representation.Emilynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-72202416350873512102015-01-08T19:05:01.782-07:002015-01-08T19:05:01.782-07:00I find that spending too much time on pinterest an...I find that spending too much time on pinterest and the like looking at all the cool things other people are doing, and how organized their homes are, and how crafty they are makes me feel less OK with my own muddling through.Delilahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-26525273203156273462015-01-02T10:15:56.989-07:002015-01-02T10:15:56.989-07:00And, from what I heard on NPR, it's the first ...And, from what I heard on NPR, it's the first known instance of an animal with dwarfism surviving into adulthood in the wild. So cool.Jennienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-753677593966497092015-01-02T10:13:29.758-07:002015-01-02T10:13:29.758-07:00Agreed. Sometimes after I drop off my kid at schoo...Agreed. Sometimes after I drop off my kid at school I realize that I feel so disorganized and not picture-perfect-momish by any stretch of the imagination. But then when I think about it, she made it to school on time, with a healthy homemade lunch, her homework, her gym shoes, her swimming/basketball/soccer stuff for after school, and I made it to work on time with my lunch and my shit. That's a major accomplishment! Maybe it wasn't the most well-orchestrated morning you've ever seen, but we muddled through successfully and came out the other end with all the ducks included, even if they weren't in a neat and perfect row. Success.Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08203151255248154129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-47292566406761545982015-01-02T10:09:00.829-07:002015-01-02T10:09:00.829-07:00Totally agree about the muddling. Sometimes I thin...Totally agree about the muddling. Sometimes I think it's a part of the good mom/bad mom mythology. Good moms are never just muddling through. They always have their ducks in a row. So measuring ourselves by this standard is a rigged game, because nobody has all their ducks in a row all the time. That's just not life.Cecilianoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142743576584523533.post-86672215227683461012014-12-31T12:06:05.165-07:002014-12-31T12:06:05.165-07:00That elephant is amazing!That elephant is amazing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com