A bullet point kind of Monday.
February 1, 2010
- From Marisa on www.notquitebettycrocker.com: “My mom once told me that I’d know I was a grown up when I didn’t see anything but gray. I thought she meant hair, but no, she meant life.”
- On Carolyn Hax’s column in response to a father that feels the need (and right) to comment on his daughter’s weight gainto try to “help”: “Does this college-educated 22-year-old need you to tell her that most fast food has a lot of calories and bad fat? That without exercise, her body probably won’t burn all that energy? Does she need you to tell her that unburned food will be stored in her body as fat? Does she — or anyone, for that matter, with even semi-fitted clothing and a mirror — need you to tell her she’s getting fatter?
At face value, you’re calling her fat. If she digs, she’ll see you’re calling her stupid.” - “At fourteen you don’t need sickness or death for tragedy.”
– Jessamyn West
The same for 13, I’m learning. - From the ShopGhoulieGirls Etsy shop:
I don't know either.
