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The Geek in Heels for Hire

I fully realize that this may not be the best time to make this announcement — ahem, see two posts down — but I wanted you to know that I am currently looking for work. Obviously not my number, but a funny and appropriate (at least to my weirdsense of humor) sign for this post. Get it? ;-) For those who are not aware, I used to work in marketing and was a designer (web and print) and web developer. Now that the kids are older, I would love to start freelancing again to slowly transition my life to that of a working mom. Not to mention, keeping myself busy and focused would help me on my road to recovery. (It has in...

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The Anatomy of Being Cute

I wouldn't necessarily characterize myself as being cute, but now I'm wondering if this is one of the reasons I'm always mistaken as being younger: large head, high forehead, small nose and mouth, a stubby neck, and short arms and legs with small hands and feet. For more commentary on how and why humans perceive cuteness — including some really interesting historical factoids — check out Why Babies and Other Things Are Cute, Explained at the Stuff You Should Know Blog....

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Darkness Comes Again

A couple of weeks ago, I saw the following comic strip in a Buzzfeed article titled "21 Comics That Capture the Frustrations of Depression": (source) There were many comics on that list to which I could relate all too well, but this one particularly hit me hard. And before I knew it, tears were flowing down my cheeks. Look, I've been down this road before. Lord knows I've devoted a crapload of kilobytes on my computer's hard drive, as well as valuable internet space, writing about my struggles with depression. I was even afraid to write about it here — on my own freakin' personal blog — in fear that someone will invariably react with an "AGAIN? I thought we've been through this...

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Happy Birthday, Claire!

Exactly 3 years ago today (on September 30, 2010 at 9:25pm ET), our Claire Emmanuelle entered the world. Face scrunched and red, fists tightly clenched, and already lifting her head just a few minutes after birth, I knew right then and there that she would be a special one. Now, at 3(!) years old, Claire is a bright, silly, and sassy little lady. She is so smart and so talented and so funny. (And I'm not just saying these things because she's my daughter!) She reminds me of myself in so many ways — and many people tell me that she looks exactly like I did at her age — but she is a better version of me. She is loving and affectionate. She is...

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