Manifesto

Welcome to my humble project. "Hey Mothers, let's be sisters" is in its very early infancy. (I will not make habit out of child/project metaphors-no such promises with children/dogs however). It started with naive little me thinking I was really onto something by noticing the clash of philosophy among parents and the ensuing judgment, defensiveness, etc, etc. But before I could develop my book deal fantasy I had another realization, this has all been realized and discussed ad nauseum. Still, though, I find no peace. It bothers me that this parenting experience that is so profound, and that has filled me with more love than I ever thought a human heart could hold has moved me further, not closer, to humanity.

Pump up the Volume

Never thought I would start a blog...to the tune of "Never thought you would be a junkie because heroin is so passe". Seriously, am I starting a blog? It just seems that everyone, and I mean everyone, thinks they have something either terribly important or funny to say. I loathe those naval gazing blogs trying so hard for wit that it make me want to stick a fork in my eye; and yet here I sit, thinking how my thoughts are so a) relevant and b) humorous. How can I not share them? My intentions are more than simply narrating the minutia of my world. (more on my riveting and altruistic intentions later).