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The Emergency Mom Handbook

Hey, happy end of decade. If you’re looking for a great way to keep up your Christian walk, check out Nabiy Hill . It’s an awesome place to find Bible truths retold in a super-simplified way. * The Emergency Mom Handbook 1.     Turn on the radio. Wipe down the kitchen counter. Get lost in the sultry tunes of slow jazz. Let the subtle rays of late afternoon sunshine warm you through the open window, while you shut your eyes and inhale, letting your sense of smell tell you if the chicken is ready for plating. 2.     Open your eyes. Pout. 3.     Remember: You never turned on the music because, let’s be real, who still listens to jazz? The chicken is on the stove, yeah, but it never started browning, because you can’t find the lighter, and can’t be bothered to go retro and use matchsticks. 4.    Hit your head against the overhead cabinet because you’re not Martha freaking Stewart. 5.     Believe the hyperactive little beast that is your brother has everything to do wi

Gifts for One

Check out Purple Shades if you have data and want to stare at a nicely constructed website with tons of variety and interesting pieces. * Gifts for One ‘Ah, hello there,’ said a voice from above her. ‘This is Madame’s , yes?’ Of course. It made sense. A customer would see the neon sign in front of the shop that announced that yes, this was indeed Madame’s, but would step inside and ask the question anyway. Why stop there? Why not make Isabel spell it out?  Isabel kneaded the back of her neck for two more seconds and looked up, less to help, more to match the smell to its owner. Her hand flew to grip the end of the counter, and she managed to stay on her feet. The woman was bathed in an assault of different hues of pink, from her feathered hat to her cowl-neck blouse. Behind the shades of loud colour, she was small, her shoulders peeping over the counter. A piercing aroma of woods and fruity scents drifted from her. ‘Yes,’ Isabel said, wearing a smile she couldn’t f